And I don’t. It feels like too much gold-dust clutched in one’s hand. There was a mad musician, seemingly rapt in admiration of the notes he was extracting from a child's violin. It was a face that matched her body, so pure and beautiful that any man would have killed for her. But the free arm of the stranger hit him a flail-like blow on the chest and sent him sprawling into the yielding sand. That blow made me a thief.
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