Mauled about!” She fell to rubbing her insulted lips savagely with the back of her hand. McClintock, striking a match to relight his cigar, broke the spell. He was still thickly clad in jeans. " "What shall I do?" cried Mrs. ’ Even as they watched, a shadow passed across one of the apertures. “Have you any money?” “Lots,” Anna answered laconically. He was looking pale and ill. " "It's all so big and aloof. But, it can't be helped. “Can I bring you anything, sir—a whisky and soda, or a liqueur? You’ll excuse me, sir, but you haven’t touched your coffee. Or, if this goodlooking young fellow will only say the word, I'll go with him.
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