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. If that failed to find you, the selectman for public safety might
start a search. We don't get handsome strangers with romantic adventures too
often."
Gwen said, "Quit waggling your tail at him, dearie; he's tired. And taken.
Hand me the printouts, please."
The hotel manager looked coldly at Gwen, spoke to roe:
"Chum, if you have not yet paid her, I can guarantee you something better
and younger and prettier at a bargain price."
"Your daughter?" Gwen inquired sweetly. "Please, the messages."
The woman shrugged and handed them to me. I thanked her and said, "About
this other something. Younger, possibly. Prettier, I doubt. Can't be cheaper; I
married this one for her money. What are the facts?"
She looked from me to Gwen. "Is that true? Did he marry you for your money?
Make him earn it!"
"Well, he says he did," Gwen said thoughtfully. "I'm not sure. We've been
married only three days. This is our honeymoon."
"Less than three days, dear," I objected. "It just seems longer."
"Chum, don't talk that way to your bride! You're a cad and a brute and
probably on the lam."
"Yes. All of that," I agreed.
She ignored me, spoke to Gwen: "Dearie, I didn't know it was your honeymoon
or I wouldn't have offered that 'something' to your husband. I bow in the dust.
But later on, when you get bored with this chum with the overactive mouth, I can
arrange the same for you but male
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