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· Against the Dust ·

The driver and the widow came down the stairs with their arms in sweet affection around each other. “It certainly was nice of you to show that to me,” the driver said.

The widow’s face was twinkling like a star.

The driver acted mischievously solemn but you could tell that he was just playing around.

“It’s good to stop and have some coffee,” the driver said to everybody sitting at the table. “It makes travelling a little easier and those doughnuts are a lot better than having a mule kick you in the head.”

There was no argument there.