And a calculator." Calculator?" I'm going to try to figure out how many hundreds of thousands of dollars it costs every time the president hits a golf...ball." Har-de-har-har," said Humphreys. "You can starve. Do it long hand."He left. Bob turned the hallway feedback on. All he really had to do was listen for the computer to tell him the president's ball had moved. He got something to eat while the other two were catching up to the man, and almost screwed up when a new ball was brought into play. I skipped over the part of the story where I passed out and was brought back on a pallet, and she ooohed and aaahed at the rest of my story, insisting on seeing my injury. Once she saw it, she had me wait, sitting in the shade of a chestnut tree while she ran home to get herbs to treat the wound. Her mother was the best herbalist in town and Margaret had learned a lot from watching and helping her over the years.When Margaret got back, she thoroughly washed and dried my leg and foot before. More

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