"Your name is Spurlock?" "It is. As she approached the corner of the Avenue the blond, no-hatted man in gray flannels appeared. “Yeah, where the hell were you? My friends would have driven you home when I came home if I could have found you. “The real reason why I am out of place here,” she said, “is because I like men. I ought never to have thought of it. “MY DEAR DAUGHTER,” it ran,—“Here, on the verge of the season of forgiveness I hold out a last hand to you in the hope of a reconciliation. One of the most barbarous murders ever committed has just been perpetrated by the monster Wild. The spring can't be opened on this side.
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