"Whose child can this be?" "How the devil should I know!" replied Jonathan gruffly. ‘I thought—I thought I saw my—my husband. McClintock will have some. ” “Oh!” he said, in a colorless tone, and with his eyes on her face. After a long fifteen seconds, she pulled her head back into the seat, looking at his face from the close angle, his nose huge and out of perspective, his eyes like round blue pearls. Least of all myself.
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