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‘I’ll handle her better alone. “I am going to ignore it. Within a single week, Lucy’s popularity soared, mostly because of her now publicly acknowledged relationship with John Diedermayer. But I’m not a slut either, if that’s what you think. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. Such an obvious ruse, but the boys and girls would defend their pride to the bitter end, the facade of study groups during rutting season. At the same moment a martial flourish, proceeding from cow's horns, tin canisters filled with stones, bladders and cat-gut, with other sprightly, instruments, was struck up, and, enlivened by this harmonious accompaniment, the troop reached its destination in the best possible spirits for an encounter. "I leave this bowl for you," he cried, returning it to the landlord untasted.

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