Only he couldn't go around naked, and I had several pairs of worn jeans and some old sweaters with me. I looked over my stock and selected an ancient navy sweater and a pair of paint-stained jeans that had once belonged to one of my elder sisters and were a trifle too large for me. He took them from me wonderingly, his eyes distrustful. He pulled the sweater on at once, but couldn't do anything about the jeans until Toby unlocked the chain.

And where was Toby, anyway?.

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