The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. In one of the cabins a man sat on the edge of his narrow bunk. He patted the hand on his sleeve. He found himself growing hoarse yelling over the music, but it also situated him to lean towards her to put his hand on her ear to aid her hearing. I thought I’d see Paris, do the thing—like a toff. No matter.
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