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"Or women," Cade said, and he fumbled now with the button
of
his
shirt.
It
was such a very hot night his hand almost uncon–
sciously pushed back the last button which had held his shirt to–
gether, exposing the section of his chest on which rested the tattooed
drawing of a crouched black panther, the identical of Jesse's.
"And I don't want to hear no more about me going to work
at all for a while," Cade was emphatic.
"All right, then, Cade," Jesse grinned, beginning to giggle and
laugh now.
"Well I should say
all right,"
Cade replied, and he smiled briefly,
as he accepted Jesse's hand which Jesse proferred him then by
standing up.
