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There has never been a white woman at McClintock's. " "Can I not carry you where you can obtain help?" cried Jack in a agony of distress. ‘Jacques!’ She got no further, for Kimble came towards her, speaking fast and low. "At least I'll try," replied Jonathan, sarcastically. Of late, however, his plotting had assumed a more dark and dangerous complexion. " McClintock without further speech strode toward his bungalow; and half an hour later Spurlock, passing, heard the piano-tuning key at work. She stood up before him, smiling faintly.
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