The blanket roll fell out first, and using the toe of his boot theoverseer spread it open. He sighed softly. Manfred was still shaking his head and rubbing his jaw, but he respondedto the probing thumb in his ribs with a fervent Amen. They held each other's eyesuntil the driver winced and tried to pull his hand away.
The thicksolar topee was pulled low over her red, round face. One of the red-tipped wait-a-bit thornshad rowelled her, raising a long red scratch across the smooth butteryskin of her inner thigh. 'Theyhave stripped down, and they are making one last desperate run to reachthe river. his hips,grinning mirthlessly at them, and they lowered their heads and stared atthe floor, hooding and screening their eyes.
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