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The official had no more to say. ‘Do please continue,’ Gerald begged, deceptively docile. It had rained during the night, and the patch-work
pavement was greasy with mud. ‘But it is entirely natural that I choose my own
country. . "
McClintock whistled. “You must tell me the truth,
please. I can be a gentleman. But if we had gone
under—!”
They regarded one another silently, and Ann Veronica had one of her
penetrating flashes. "It's an ill wind that blows nobody good," thought the carpenter, turning his
attention to the child, whose feeble struggles and cries proclaimed that, as yet,
life had not been extinguished by the hardships it had undergone.
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