Horrid snorters! So long, Vee! Just suggested it. " McClintock without further speech strode toward his bungalow; and half an hour later Spurlock, passing, heard the piano-tuning key at work. The Well Hole. "Ja," answered Van; "at a minut's nodish. " The spinsters stared at her blankly. It is queer how ideas pop into one's head. She twisted her fingers tightly. The day was unseasonably humid and dark, a thick fog having descended over manicured lawns.
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