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McClintock never threw away any advertising matter; in fact, he openly courted pamphlets; and they came from automobile dealers and great mail-order houses, from haberdashers and tailors and manufacturers of hair-tonics, razors, gloves, shoes, open plumbing. “It is about your sister, Lady Ferringhall. One of his converted Kanakas dropped in one day. She removed it. She told you —the truth. He kissed her deeply and hungrily. John looked at his feet bashfully. Another car followed, a rusty Cadillac sedan full of kids.
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