But in thepain was triumph and soaring joy for he knew it was over. Give me the ten shillings, he ordered. For some minutes the mood was ugly and confused, and then the colouredleaders prevailed and the procession began to break up and disperse,except for a hard core of three or four hundred. Centaine stopped dead, and she felt the blood drain from her face.
A low whistle and stamp of disapproval from thelargely German spectators followed them. They talked for a shortwhile. You are going to buy! he exclaimed. All telephone calls wentthrough the post office exchange.
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