McClintock stared into the bowl of his pipe and Spurlock into his coffee cup. “Well, you have thought it over?” he said, sitting down beside her. These starlings varied in width, according to the bulk of the pier they surrounded. ‘How could I know that it is you?’ She peered at him in the darkness. The point is, Spurlock was coming along: queerly, by his own imagination.
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