“Get you a cold one?” “No thanks. ’ ‘Damn you, answer me!’ Her eyes flashed. If the Wastrel had not turned the instant he did, the ball would have missed him; as it was he turned directly into its path. His countenance was pale as death, but not a muscle quivered; nor did he betray the slightest appearance of fear. Critically, she stared at her own features. “You see the pointer?” he asked.
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