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. Her foster father had been outside for most of the morning, working on trimming the maple trees and mowing the lawn. "My friend here," said McClintock, "tells me you are looking for a job. "You have lived over here?"—astonished. He understood now that it was a part of her inheritance. 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. I shouldn't care to express an opinion. Never again to be alone! To fit herself into this man's life as a hand into a glove; to use all her skill to force him into the position of depending upon her utterly; to be the spark to the divine fire! He should have his book, even if it had to be written with her heart's blood.
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