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John said nothing. “Just hope that the ground doesn’t shift and unearth them. There came to Spurlock the recurrence of the grim resolution of what he had set out to do: that comradeship was all he might ever give this exquisite creature; for she was exquisite, and in a way she dominated this picture of sea and sky and sail. Tell Lucy about the time you were nine years old and blew up the house, John. “Nor am I now,” he answered. “She must be warned.
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