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God is a jealous God, and He turned upon me relentlessly. He read "The Beachcombers" to McClintock that night after coffee; and when he had done, the old trader nodded. Upon what this instinct was based she could not say; she was conscious only of its insistence. ” “I believe you,” she murmured. ” Sir John looked at her sideways.
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