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" "Uh-huh. This girl was strong and vital: how would she take it when she learned that she had cast her lot with a fugitive from justice? For McClintock was certain that Spurlock was a hunted man. “Those things are arranged more easily in any other country than England. Shotbolt?" asked Austin. Her aunt was blandly amiable above a certain tremulous undertow, and talked as if to a caller about the alarming spread of marigolds that summer at the end of the garden, a sort of Yellow Peril to all the smaller hardy annuals, while her father brought some papers to table and presented himself as preoccupied with them. McClintock was amused. Jack seemed glad enough to rest, his back against the wall, and closed his eyes. Melusine—the real Melusine—evidently did not see him immediately, for her attention was on her descent from the high vehicle.
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