She gurgled. "What have you got there in your breast—a stone? Is there blood or water in your veins?" The dam broke, but not with violence. She met him by the dugout after the game. The hour for which, presumably, she had been created was drawing nigh. Brown broke the silence. Sure, I lose one occasionally—if he stays in New York.
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