He was not Meysey Hill, but an Englishman of business, and he had only a small income. It was now a quarter past twelve. ‘Too late by the time I realised to what a dunderhead I’d pledged my friendship. She made herself a private declaration of liberty. “He would never have found you out if you had not personated me. Do you know how late it is?” She nodded. It drives him to my island, where I can study him to my heart's content. The stranger started at the touch, and spoke. McClintock's initial revulsion was natural; he was an honest man.
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