"I had a dream last night, so I did," said Sheemie of Mejis, whose life had once been saved by three young gunslingers from Gilead. "I dreamed I was back at the Travellers' Rest, only Coral wasn't there, nor Stanley, nor pettie, nor Sheb-him that used to play the pianer. There was nobbut me, and I was moppin the floor and singin 'Careless Love
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