He moved to one side, bowing and gesturing to the door. “They wanted me to identify some one whom I had certainly never seen before in my life, and to tell you the truth, they were positively rude to me because I could not. I had no curiosity of that kind. Spurlock knew exactly what he was doing, however: speculative mischief, to see how she would act. I shall have to discover one suitable. He read "The Beachcombers" to McClintock that night after coffee; and when he had done, the old trader nodded.
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