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In vain Wood protested his innocence. The candles—for McClintock never used oil in his dining room—were burning low in the sconces. You make yourself charming for help. God help me. “I wish you would not do it. “I suppose you could at least tune it for us if you know how to play. CHAPTER XXI McClintock's island was twelve miles long and eight miles wide, with the shape of an oyster. His most eager inquiries and most lavish bribes could gain no further information than that she had left for England, and that her address was—London.
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