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” He left her where she was, crying in
the doorway. ’
Melusine had crossed to the window that overlooked the front of the house,
and was trying to peep through a crack in the shutters. “I saw you in a sort of sloping, slippery place, holding on by your
hands and slipping. "No, lad," said McClintock, his tone becoming kindly. And this was an adventure of
which he had dreamed from boyhood: aboard a windjammer on the South Seas. It was good to kiss you, even at the price. At this time of day the priest would be at
his apartments in Brewer Street, a short walk away from Golden Square which
the building overlooked. 1.
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