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They turned off at Glen Grove, a sleepy town of less than two hundred. She mentally reprimanded herself to alter her own visage so as not to appear depraved. ‘So it was. " Spurlock, who was absorbing this talk thirstily, laughed. He brought another small loaf, and a can with which he replenished the pitcher, recommending Jack to be careful, as he would get nothing further till morning. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. This made the eleventh. He left his office at 5:39 according to her watch. Consternation gripped him.
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