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The night before they made McClintock's Ruth and Spurlock leaned over the rail, their shoulders touching. “I don’t believe there is one. " When Spurlock had finished the tale, touched here and there by his own imagination, McClintock made a negative sign. Greece was a different place. The rooks were cawing amid the boughs, and all nature appeared awaking to happiness. Lucy cringed, her eyes widening.
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