" And, as if to make the moral more obvious, a dirty pack of cards was scattered, underneath, upon the sawdust. Blue haze had settled beyond the black silhouettes of trees, graduating to the deep violet that began the night sky. F. McClintock's initial revulsion was natural; he was an honest man. “Where have you been? All these hours I have been calling for you.
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