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| nodding at her. "I shall arrange for your monies to be transferred." He smiled down at her. "Good day, ma'am." |

| "Good day," Sasha said, returning his smile. "And thank you so much for keeping your word to Woodrow." |

| When he had walked away down the stairs, Sasha was still in a state of shock. She stared down at the bag of money, then gasped with joy when Ashton suddenly appeared on the stairs, taking them two at a time as he came to where she waited, on the landing. |

| "We did it!" he said, placing his hands on her waist. He picked her up and swung her around, laughing. "I had no trouble getting the loan. I earned the reputation of being reliable when I was a pubkeep. I was told that I could borrow any amount of money that I wanted to get our sheep station established again." |

| Becoming dizzy not only from the spinning around, but from everything wonderful that was suddenly happening to her and Ashton, Sasha began giggling drunkenly. "Let me down, Ashton," she said, holding onto the bag of money with all her might. "Lord, Ashton, if you don't, I am going to spill this money all over the floor." |

| Ashton stopped suddenly and set her to the floor. He looked down at the bulging bag, then up at Sasha. "Money?" he said, rubbing his brow. "What are you talking about? Where did you get it?" |

| Sasha began laughing softly, then forced the bag into Ashton's hands. "I haven't counted it yet, but I believe enough is there to purchase plenty of sheep |

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