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Spurlock was fond of dogs; he was fond of this offspring of many mesalliances; but he never made any attempt to win Rollo, to share him. “You must remember,” she said, “that you yourself are responsible for your altered looks. "He must have gone this way," muttered Blueskin. Her roving eagerness was at all times shaded with shyness, reserve, repression. I bored him. And, decently as he could, McClintock was giving the man the boot. Maggot. She yielded it without protest, as though unconsciously. "My schemes have succeeded tolerably well hitherto. However, it doesn't much signify. But she did not talk readily, and in order to say something she plunged a little, and felt she plunged. “It is an annoyance, my friend,” she said, “not a tragedy.
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