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And yet, often when alone, he wondered: had McClintock been wrong, or had she ceased to care in that way? The possibility that she no longer cared should have filled him with unalloyed happiness, whereas it depressed him, cut the natural vanity of youth into shreds and tatters. Apparently, Jonathan was well acquainted with the premises; for, feeling about in the dark, he speedily discovered a ladder, up the steps of which he hurried. "Impossible!" exclaimed the widow, wildly. Blueskin answered by dashing his head violently against the flagged floor. Would she ever find it? Sighing, she opened the door to the next room, and drew back the drapes. Nothing, however, could be discerned, except the crumbling brickwork.
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