He reached for her chin and lifted it up. “Do you believe me now?” She asked. "I'll admit that. There was scant social life on the Sha-mien aside from masculine foregatherings, little that interested him. He was still thickly clad in jeans. At this point Lucy, in an effort perhaps—foolhardy, in Gerald’s opinion—to pour oil on troubled waters, rose swiftly to her feet and came towards the old man, her hand held out. “Let’s go home.
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