***** The general office was an extension of the west wing of the McClintock bungalow. A few steps brought him to the door of the vault in which his mother was immured. "What has caused this quarrel, Thames?" asked the little girl, anxiously. ’ She focused on Gerald’s face. ” It came upon him like a flash. Had he been sick in the mind when he had done this damnable thing? It did not seem possible, for he could recall clearly all he had said and done; there were no blank spaces to give him one straw of excuse. My foster mom works there as a second job. Boldly he turned the knob of a certain door and entered. "Hey, you!" Ah Cum stopped and turned.
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