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” Lucy knew exactly which blouse Sheila had found. “I’ll run, too,” she volunteered. Mac—the old gossip—knew about everything going on in that part of the world; and if Enschede was anything up to the picture the girl had drawn, McClintock would have heard of him, naturally. Finger to his lips, Gerald pointed in the direction of the noise. She would have to move on to a more lawless country soon, Mexico, Columbia, then cross the sea where she could eventually return to the chaos of Eastern Europe and the Russias. Annabel, I cannot believe it. She hated living like that. She had been to San Francisco, and what I learned about the world was from her.
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