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It was debauching, this—a devilish art which drew such strange allurements from a face and figure almost Madonna-like in their simplicity. At length he proceeded toward McClintock's bungalow, drawn by the lights and the sound of music. If there were any pearls, none came into the light. "Now, let's see who'll dare to take him down," she cried. Others are smart but fall prey to emotional damage, the female lunar instinct of cunning that goes awry. My death, probably.
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