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Her senses were prickled when she felt a new pair of eyes upon her. Well, I don't blame you on that ground. But I can give it its name now. Your glove will suffice. The eyes left him, searching beside the chair for her cane. Spurlock was no longer a man before this instinct; he was a child in trouble. . He had dungarees on and a blue work shirt. Am I mistaken? Is your heart mine?" "It is—it is; and has ever been," replied Winifred, falling upon his neck.
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