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“Agreed,” he said with queer exaltation, and his grip tightened on her hand. But are we any more free?” “Well?” “I mean we’ve long strings to tether us, but we are bound all the same. Now let us forget it. ” “Did I?” she said. McClintock watched her interestedly until her golden head vanished below; then, with tolerant pity, he looked down at Spurlock, who had closed his eyes. Annabel looked up and down the empty street, and then turned to her sister. Do you indeed remember? The smell of decay and cheap methylated spirit!.
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