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But the letter, written in his son’s own hand, and addressed to the Mother Abbess of the Convent of the Sisters of Wisdom near Blaye in the district of Santonge, dated a little over five years previously, exercised a powerful effect upon him. " Her island! How well he knew it, thought Spurlock, for all he lacked the name and whereabouts! Suddenly a new thought arose and buffeted him. “Do you believe me now?” She asked. You guys don’t fool around, that was one big Thanksgiving dinner. Among the commercial enticements McClintock found a real letter. As she went on, the story began to sound more and more like a recitation.

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