He was human. “So you’re the one my son has been talking about. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. But, bloodan'-'ouns! man, if ould Nick himself were to hit me a blow, I'd be afther givin' him another. Do you understand?’ ‘Aye, sir. Especially when they wear cologne. ‘I am not a fool. I won't give him a chance.
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