The young fellow was almost as odd in his way as the girl was in hers. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. ‘Odd sort of a nun. Manning. A ragged gray moustache drooped from the corners of his mouth and a ragged wisp of whisker hung from his chin.
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