“Yes,” Roland replied, “I am. Although her husband was a range-rider, the O’Shyven clan was what would have been called middle-class in another place and time. Alain looked down at his boots and cleared his throat. Susannah wondered briefly what the countryside through which they were passing looked like, and decided she didn’t really want to know.
“Fuh-fuh-five,” Depape said, laughing so hard he was hiccupping. Maybe it’s a part of growing up American: build the tallest, dig the deepest, write the longest. Rusher whickered in return, stamping one hoof and nodding his head up and down. I tell you, Jake, when I was a kid, I used to have nightmares about the way she laughed.
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