CHAPTER XIII. McClintock's initial revulsion was natural; he was an honest man. I shall find him yet. “You’ve got my view,” he said, after a pensive second. They were sitting alone, Lucy. "I forbid you to do that. He looked at his port wine as though that tawny ruby contained the solution of the matter. . He found the wall, as he suspected, solidly constructed of brick and stone; and with the slight and inadequate tools which he possessed, it was a work of infinite labour and skill to get out a single brick.
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