" It was curiously like the intermittent murmur of the surf, those weird Sundays, when her father paused for breath to launch additional damnation for those who disobeyed the Word. "Concerning whom?" "Mrs. You yourself, I am sure, recognize how impossible you have made it for me now to do anything of the sort. " McClintock preferred to put it thus.
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