‘I’ll wager that militiaman never rode the animal, then. ‘What did you do with the portrait then? Not that I suppose it is much use any longer. Some of the meetings are wonderful! Such earnest, beautiful women! Such deepbrowed men!. CHAPTER XXV Spurlock pushed back his helmet and sat down in the white sand, buckling his knees and folding his arms around them—pondering. Wily little devil she is. He was a stranger. His reputation was slightly tainted by his marriage to her mother, an exotic blue-eyed raven-haired beauty, a Gypsy doll with a clandestine heritage.
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