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The slow stars circled on to the moment of
their meeting. Your history, your actions, nay, your very thoughts are
better known to me than to your spiritual adviser. Mac—the old gossip—knew about everything going on
in that part of the world; and if Enschede was anything up to the picture the girl
had drawn, McClintock would have heard of him, naturally. “You are absurd,” she declared. He had need of all the inexhaustible energy of his
character to support him through his toilsome walk over the wet grass, or along
the slippery ploughed land. ‘That there governess didn’t like it, of course, me being
the lodgekeeper’s girl, and Martha just a country wench like me.
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