McClintock, without comment, accepted the hand. “I wish he had,” she said. ‘Yes, that is reasonable. ‘Lord, no! I’ve a better regard for my skin, I thank you. That’s all. “My chief,” he said, “took it into his head to have an impromptu dinner party. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. In this moment he could have stamped upon the Wastrel's face, and ended the affair; but all that was clean in him, chivalrous, revolted at the thought. "But, perhaps, he has not got beyond the room above.
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