Clear water gave away to gray as she waded deeper, feeling her slippers on rock. He had no wish to go foraging in Spurlock's trunk. In a tall glass the rind of a Syrian orange was arranged in spiral form. But when he looked again, there she was! "I don't understand," he said, finally. He seemed to her indistinguishably about her father’s age.
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