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As she did so, the ruffles to the jacket of her riding habit fell away, exposing livid blue bruises about her wrist, ugly in the light of day from the window at their back. “But frankly, I mean to fight this through if I possibly can. While he was straining every sinew, his foot slipped, and he fell, head foremost, into a deep trench, which he had not observed in the dark. Here one might live the life of golden days. \"Great!\" I'll drive you. They'll inspect the schooner on the way back," McClintock lied, cheerfully. “Look at me. Wood?" "With pleasure," replied the woollen-draper.
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