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"A sail?" said McClintock. She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. ‘Give me my pistol!’ Gerald shook his head, slipping the pistol into his pocket.

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