At this point Lucy, in an effort perhaps—foolhardy, in Gerald’s opinion—to pour oil on troubled waters, rose swiftly to her feet and came towards the old man, her hand held out. " "Swear it!" "I do. "Did you ever hear me whine?" "No," admitted McClintock "You've no objection to my dropping in again later, after your guests go?" "No. He would talk to Spurlock, but from the bench; as a judge, not as a chagrined lover. He had looked at it before without comprehension.
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