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When you reach San Francisco, you can buy something more appropriate. You have to marry me. . " There had never been, from that fatal hour eight months gone down to this, the inclination to confess. And, yet, I don't know. Pausing with the intention of turning back, he glanced in the direction of the village church, the tower of which could just be seen through the trees. Marriage! … without the least conception of the physical and moral responsibilities! It's a crime, Mac!" "But what can you do?" McClintock turned to the manager.
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