The candles—for McClintock never used oil in his dining room—were burning low in the sconces. “Splendid you are looking to-day, Miss Stanley,” he said. “This,” he exclaimed, “must be either the indifference of an utterly callous nature, or it may be—ye gods, it may be—innocence. ‘Don’t dare call her that to my face.
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