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Marrying the natives?

Thanks, I think so, but may we confirm tomorrow? Bartlett asked, still nonplussed by Adryon.

Then get out. Get out and leave this house alone. Adryon said it in the same small voice.

Thanks, I think so, but may we confirm tomorrow? Bartlett asked, still nonplussed by Adryon.

What're you doing here? she said in a tiny voice.

Hi, Casey How's it going?

Good, she said and they laughed together.

Oh - then if there's anything we could do for her ... Casey said.

They looked around at the two figures silhouetted in the shaft of light from the doorway. He recognized Casey's voice and shape at once but not the man. It was not possible from where they were to see against the light.

He took Adryon's arm casually and propelled her toward the silhouette. I've been teaching Adryon the finer points of pool.

They looked around at the two figures silhouetted in the shaft of light from the doorway. He recognized Casey's voice and shape at once but not the man. It was not possible from where they were to see against the light.

They looked around at the two figures silhouetted in the shaft of light from the doorway. He recognized Casey's voice and shape at once but not the man. It was not possible from where they were to see against the light.

Evening, Mr. Bartlett, Gornt said, moving toward them into the light. Hello, Adryon.

I just came for a few minutes, Gornt said.

I just came for a few minutes, Gornt said.

Evening, Mr. Bartlett, Gornt said, moving toward them into the light. Hello, Adryon.

Hi, Casey How's it going?

Gornt said calmly, It's a long story. It can wait until tomorrow - or next week. I just wanted to confirm our dinner on Tuesday - and if you're free over the weekend, perhaps you two would like to come out on my boat for the day. Sunday if the weather's good.

Hi, Casey How's it going?

Abruptly Adryon jerked to a stop and the color left her face. Linc stopped, startled. What's wrong? he asked her.

Have you seen Father?

Bartlett frowned. Because she's Chinese?

Evening, Mr. Bartlett, Gornt said, moving toward them into the light. Hello, Adryon.

What're you doing here? she said in a tiny voice.

Father thinks Havergill's a berk.

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