’ ‘That was not what I had in mind. What a girl of sixteen cares for is hair and a high color and moonlight and a tenor voice. In fact, it had been anciently the right hand postern under the gate leading towards the city. McClintock watched her interestedly until her golden head vanished below; then, with tolerant pity, he looked down at Spurlock, who had closed his eyes. “I had a dream in the night,” she said. He had plugged along, if not happy, at least with sound philosophy.
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