Long ago there was a lady left money with me. She has never returned and when I tried the name she gave me and the place, nothing was known, but someday, needing it, she will seek me out. She will find lands she owns and a house here and there, and each year I study the money and judge what must be done with it, for she was a woman who trusted at least one man and shall not regret it.
(from Fair Blows the Wind, by Louis L'Amour)
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