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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 will remember them, Sebastian, along with my mother and father, and all the others I came to love and lose. Apparently he did not see his recent companions. "Yes, your son, Madam. Manning. Slowly Prudence Sindlesham nodded her head, her eyes never leaving his face. She wore a plain black dress, reaching almost to her throat—her small oval face, with the large brown eyes, was colourless, delicately expressive, yet with something mysterious in its Sphinx-like immobility.
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