Donovan eyed the pretty lass warily for a moment as he took the towel and considered his words. “Wouldn’t know of anyone that’d let me work off the price of a meal an’ a place to sleep would you?” He rubbed his face down with the towel in an attempt to hide his embarrassment. It was awkward to be down on his luck and all but helpless before a stranger. Good men had died that way. He shivered at the thought, something he hoped the woman wouldn’t notice or take the wrong way.
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