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She could accord her father with one grace: he was not in any manner a hypocrite. " On quitting the Lodge, Wild repaired to his own habitation. Ennison stood by her side. Whenever McClintock had guests, he loafed with them on the west veranda in the morning. ‘Parbleu, I hope that I do not have many more times to come in this way to the house,’ she muttered fretfully. It was the end, she told herself, fiercely. ’ ‘How do I know that?’ demanded Jack. Hist!" cried he, as a scream was heard from without. “Why not? Isn’t the whole thing a lie? Isn’t her reputation, this husband of hers, the ‘Alcide’ business, isn’t it all a cursed juggle? She hasn’t the right to do it. She twisted her fingers tightly. Because she states her case in a tangle, drags it through swamps of nonsense, it doesn’t alter the fact that she is right.
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