Ellen looked up and stopped dead in her tracks. Her blue eyes widened.
“Don’t look so surprised, Musquash. Your rich beaux aren’t the only ones who enjoy a shave and a haircut. Even we lowly loggers like to get one now and then—when we come to town and all.”
Вы ознакомились с фрагментом книги.
Приобретайте полный текст книги у нашего партнера: