” He shook his head, and threw open the door of a great dimly-lit apartment on the ground floor. She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. A beachcomber in embryo, and she had lent a hand through habit as much as through pity. Whenever McClintock had guests, he loafed with them on the west veranda in the morning. But you must come this way now. She was given a glimpse of his soul.
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