” He said, his voice tinged with worry. Double-crossing wouldn't do any good. ‘You’ve found her out?’ ‘Tell us at once,’ urged Miss Froxfield. “There’s another instinct, too,” he went on, “in a state of suppression, unless I’m very much mistaken; a child-expelling instinct. "What good would it do you to destroy me? For I have courage to kill myself. They sat down, McClintock reaching for a lump of sugar which he began munching.
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