She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. “Let go!” she gasped at him, a blaze of anger. ‘There is no question of a dispute. For a time Ann Veronica’s attention was diverted by her aunt’s interest in the salted almonds. It’s not fair to you. . Maggot. They were headed by an athleticlooking, swarthy-featured man, who was armed with a cutlass, which he waved over his head to cheer on his companions. I had to stay in school no matter how sick I was.
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