“Is that so? Who says?” He demanded, his eyebrows arching as he looked at her with puerile glee. " "Come, lad; let's have it," said McClintock. " "And, what good would that do?" replied Ireton, sarcastically. He might have been a complete innocent, she did not know and did not bother to find out. Nobody could possibly find him now. Shall we sit outside and drink a petit verre of something to give us an appetite while dinner is being prepared?” “Certainly not,” she answered. He watched her, savoring her curious attention. He was twenty-nine at the time, practically an old man.
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