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About halfway across this interval, when everything seemed going well, Capes had a shock. She opened and read it at once. All this muddle to placate his conscience! "Here—quick!" McClintock thrust a cigar into Spurlock's hand. What!—add another drop to her cup? Who knows? Any day they may find me. His spirits revived, and encouraging himself with the idea that the present impediment, though the greatest, was the last, he set himself seriously to consider how it might best be overcome. It must be somewhere hereabouts. You never can tell. When they were going home she asked her mother why she and Gwen and Alice had cried. "Your answer, gem'men?" demanded Sharples. Somehow to-night—I don’t know.
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