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But you, fine sir. John Miller clapped Dexter on the shoulder, a bit unsteadily. You have problems of your own.This is true, Dexter replied, nodding.The women, John Miller sighed.Dexter wiped a hand over his face, and glanced down the road. The women. Indeed, dear squire, they perplex me as well.Ah, the fair Remy, John Miller said grandly, and I felt a flush run up my face. Lissa, in the front seat, put a hand to her mouth.The fair Remy, Dexter repeated, did not see me as a worthwhile risk.Indeed.I am, of course, a rogue. A rapscallion. A musician. I would bring her nothing but poverty, shame, and bruised shins from my flailing limbs. She is the better for our parting.John Miller pantomined stabbing himself in the heart. Cold words, my squire.Huffah, Dexter agreed.Huffah, John Miller repeated, Indeed.
But you, fine sir. John Miller clapped Dexter on the shoulder, a bit unsteadily. You have problems of your own.This is true, Dexter replied, nodding.The women, John Miller sighed.Dexter wiped a hand over his face, and glanced down the road. The women. Indeed, dear squire, they perplex me as well.Ah, the fair Remy, John Miller said grandly, and I felt a flush run up my face. Lissa, in the front seat, put a hand to her mouth.The fair Remy, Dexter repeated, did not see me as a worthwhile risk.Indeed.I am, of course, a rogue. A rapscallion. A musician. I would bring her nothing but poverty, shame, and bruised shins from my flailing limbs. She is the better for our parting.John Miller pantomined stabbing himself in the heart. Cold words, my squire.Huffah, Dexter agreed.Huffah, John Miller repeated, Indeed.
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