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The stranger concluded he could not be far from his destination, and a turn in the road showed him the house. A white house that she often found charming loomed gray and ashen, its gardens shorn for the coming winter. "Did you ever hear me whine?" "No," admitted McClintock "You've no objection to my dropping in again later, after your guests go?" "No. E. "You are alone?" said one of the spinsters—Prudence Jedson. ” Lights went on inside the house on the upper level. She slipped down the perfunctory flight of stairs, short because of the home’s split-level style. "Come on, my lads!" vociferated Blueskin, "we'll unkennel the old fox.
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