His glasses were gone. By and by—as the paroxysm subsided and he became motionless—she stole back to the bungalow to wait. McClintock says they can't get in there, or at least they never try it. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. Funny codgers, aren't they?" he said. “You were born for great things,” he said huskily.
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