"Mac, you old son-of-a-gun!" "Got a man's breakfast?" McClintock demanded to know. She was standing before a window, against the background of the rain-burdened April sky. She receded into the entryway, opening her palm and gesturing as if there were an imaginary red carpet rolled out for visitors. There's the paragraph.
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