How was I supposed to concentrate on that? Her mouth was frowning. Her green eyes shot daggers. Despite her fury being shot in my direction, I couldn't help noticing her beauty. "Are you going to say something?" She demanded fiercely. "Nice to meet you ma'am." I tipped my hat. "Nice to meet me? That's a fine thing to say to your wife." She retorted impatiently.
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