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" "I don't know," said McClintock. A vast indifference settled down upon him. I have had enough of your hysterical behavior. "Oh, lud! what's that?" exclaimed a female voice, from an adjoining room. She would not be driven in by this persistent, sneaking aggression. There was no need of sowing suspicion when he wasn't really certain there were grounds for it. But McClintock's mind was perceptive, whereas Spurlock's was only dully confused. Most people, every one I know else, seem to have mated with foreigners and to talk uneasily in unfamiliar tongues, to be afraid of the knowledge the other one has, of the other one’s perpetual misjudgment and misunderstandings. “It is very doubtful,” he said. Feeling rather exhausted, it occurred to him that possibly some provisions might have been left by the constable; and, looking about, he perceived a pitcher of water and a small brown loaf on the floor.
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