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Diane did not hear the footsteps on her brick patio or the audible click of the back door lock being compromised. ’ ‘Why did you not claim it yourself?’ asked Gerald. “Idiots!” she said, when she heard this pandemonium, and with particular reference to this young lady with the throaty contralto next door. Wood's dwelling,—a plain, substantial, commodious farm-house. Old farmhouses loomed as they whizzed by, left behind in the gray like mourners. The latter looked very pale, either from the effect of his wound, which was not yet entirely healed, or from suppressed emotion,—partly, perhaps, from both causes,—and wore his left arm in a sling. McClintock stared into the bowl of his pipe and Spurlock into his coffee cup. “I am frightened now. So long as he lived, Spurlock knew that in fancy he would be reconstructing that scene between himself and Ruth's father. Won’t you let me—can’t I be of any assistance?” He was obviously in earnest. ’ Triumph leapt in Gerald’s chest. ’ ‘Pah!’ ‘Precisely. “For I know that you love Ennison.
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