She missed them already. Old farmhouses loomed as they whizzed by, left behind in the gray like mourners. In the north they called her Manitou, in the south, Pabothkew. It was dawn: Cathy would soon be off to the restaurant and Larry off to paint a house. Pistols and pictures? Now it fair goes agin’ me nature to act rough with a lady, but you’ll come along of me at once. Mind, I, Baptist Kettleby, say so. ‘You! Tell this fool who is the keeper here to come to me at once.
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