“I mean to,” she replied. She could still smell the now familiar scent of him on the girl's body in the makeshift grave. " "You read those yarns?" Spurlock's head came about, and there was eagerness in his eyes. "It was some time before I could get him to move. Ice had begun to form in the shallows.
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