” He said. I needed a man the worst kind of way—a man I could keep for at least six months. She ducked behind a pile of unused drywall. But Spurlock was ever on guard, even when she fussed over his hair. ” The figure of her aunt, a little distant, a little propitiatory, behind the coffee things, filled her with a sense of almost catastrophic adventure. Good riddance to bad rubbish. There were all varieties of bird-life known in these latitudes, from the bird of paradise down to the tiny scarlet-beaked love-birds. " "If he had only been my father!—McClintock!" "God didn't standardize human beings, Ruth; no grain of wheat is like another.
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