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"Are you not a New Orleans boy?" she asked as I lifted my képi and drew rein.

No, I barely remembered the rider had generously moved aside to let me go by. In pure sourness at the poverty of my dress and the perfection of his, I had avoided looking at him higher than his hundred-dollar boots. My feet were in uncolored cowhide, except the toes.

"Why, I can read my safety in your face. You can't read anything in mine; you're afraid to look."

"They're going down into the woods together!"

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