” He paused for a time. "My portrait!" echoed Jack. " And thus their domesticity at McClintock's began—with the tubbing of a stray yellow dog. " "I never heard of anybody who could," declared McClintock. It was a hoax, it was the only thing possible, until she heard Cathy say, “Let me hold those for you. And I’ll have that story off you as we journey back to town.
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