He glanced out of the window, looked back at the major and grasped the handle of the door. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. "Is she married?" he asked, after a brief pause. ” He fumed.
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