Do you think that I shall ever make an actress, my friend?” “I doubt it,” he answered bluntly. McClintock watched her interestedly until her golden head vanished below; then, with tolerant pity, he looked down at Spurlock, who had closed his eyes. He’ll survive. Her eyes noted it mercilessly. He took a handful of the gravelly mud, with which the platform was covered, and threw the small pebbles, one by one, towards the gleam.
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