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McClintock watched her interestedly until her golden head vanished below; then, with tolerant pity, he looked down at Spurlock, who had closed his eyes. I’ve had a lot on my mind. Do not avoid me if we meet by accident, but I trust to you all not to let the accident happen if you can help it. 4. "What was it?" He was insistent. The soil was identical, the climate; still, they would not bear the Olympian fruit, with its purple-lined jacket and its snow-white pulp.
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