Presently McClintock came in. She met him by the dugout after the game. She was breathing hard, dragging for air, half in fright and half because the sudden effort had used up what little air she had managed to draw so briefly. ‘What’s more,’ went on Martha, ‘I knew something Mr Charvill didn’t, or he wouldn’t so readily have left it behind him. The fibre of his soul had to be tested, queerly, to make him worthy of you. " "Farewell, Jack," cried twenty voices. ’ ‘Where are we going?’ ‘Back to Blaye, my girl.
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