” He stood quite silent for a moment, his eyes fixed upon her face. It did seem germane to the matter that so many of the people “in the van” were plain people, or faded people, or tired-looking people. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him.
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