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” “Until some one takes pity on me and marries me?” He raised his eyebrows in mild appeal. When the paroxysm passed, he was forced to lean against the window-jamb for support. This girl was strong and vital: how would she take it when she learned that she had cast her lot with a fugitive from justice? For McClintock was certain that Spurlock was a hunted man. Such apartments as she saw were either scandalously dirty or unaccountably dear, or both. Yet the smoke was curling upwards in a faint innocent-looking cloud to the ceiling. “My hand! This isn’t the place. Nobody can trust you.
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