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“I might have muddled for a time. There was some one there. I just never had anything else fun to do. Just me and another girl named Krista who turned eighteen and left right about when I got there. Very soon she would be able to forget it. Once, both Ruth and Spurlock accompanied McClintock far south, to an island of blacks; and Spurlock had his first experience with the coconut dance and the booming of wooden tom-toms. Get on with it, then. ‘You said it. She was looking anxiously at the entrance to the restaurant. Then he released her hand, and sat back a little, appearing to concentrate his thoughts on her face. Shrinking involuntarily back into the farthest corner of the seat, Jack buried his face in his hands. These daughters! He gnawed his pen and reflected, tore the sheet up, and began again.
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