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McClintock watched her interestedly until her golden head vanished below; then, with tolerant pity, he looked down at Spurlock, who had closed his eyes. Without betraying the slightest confusion, or making a single remark, he quietly resumed his seat. O'Higgins wandered into this street and that, studying the signs and resenting the Britisher's wariness in using too much tin and paint. Melusine recognised the burly form of Captain Roding’s sergeant. “Is Coke okay?” He asked as he pulled into the gas station.
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