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Or had she, like himself, been held up until the fellow returned to town? He waited, his ready humour anticipating her likely reaction. His eyes were bright with the hunt. Spurlock was no longer a man before this instinct; he was a child in trouble. In the artificial light her skin had the tint and lustre of a yellow pearl.
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