"He's not to blame," said Jack, rising. A native sold his supply of nuts in exchange for cloth, tobacco and so forth. "I must see him to-night. Wish SHE”—he indicated Miss Klegg’s back with a nod—“was at the bottom of the sea. White Sears special-order orthopedic shoes, polyester pants, and cotton print blouses were her usual weekend attire. How long have you been playing?” Lucy breathed an internal sigh of relief.
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