"He does seem a very extraordinary person. And I find I can't tell one stay from another!" McClintock laughed. He looked exactly as she had dreamed him, handsome, rigidly dressed in a black suit, his hair still half gray, his eyes green and flashing like a cat’s. Consider you’ve got resources deposited with me. The autumn rain had made every surface tacky, the wet seats of painted red picnic tables were avoided. I don’t mean I’m not a good woman—I mean that I’m not a GOOD woman. But that, and that sort of thing, is just a day-dream. Years ago I marked out an intinerary for myself; but the trip never materialized. He would have to make sure of her silence.
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