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"Yes, sir," said McClintock, as he sat down; "that's South Sea stuff, that yarn of yours. He might have supposed the fellow would be eager to be rid of the tale, for that he might have longer to enjoy the amenities of the Triumphal Chariot where the meeting had been appointed. Sheppard towards an appalling object in one corner. The man had favoured him with a brief nod, but the girl had gone so far as to offer a tiny smile, and a look under her lashes with which not even Gerald, for all his scant interest in female society, could fail to be familiar. I'd go for it. ’ Mrs Sindlesham’s lips twitched.
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