C below. “I mean to go to prison directly the session is over,” said Miss Klegg. "Mac, you old son-of-a-gun!" "Got a man's breakfast?" McClintock demanded to know. " "Anything else, Sir?" "No:—stay! you'd better not bring up any silver forks or spoons. His hand flew across the paper. People had started filling the hall: instrumentalists, overly conscientious parents. He loaded the launch with a thousand pounds—all she could carry—and started home immediately after sundown; but even then he lost from a hundred to a hundred and fifty pounds before he had the stuff cached in McClintock's bamboo-covered sawdust pit. It means social isolation—struggle.
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