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After this fourth narrative had ended, Georgia got up from the log and hastily crossed the clearing. She walked back and forth for a moment. breathing deeply. And the Kid, watching her through half-closed eyes, continued to smoke, letting the cigarette fume between his fingers, most of the time, but now and then lifting it in leisurely fashion to his lips.
"You don't really care what I think?" she demanded stopping suddenly in front of him.