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He was human. One chance in a thousand, and that would be the girl. Her girl, Clarice, was ten and just as pretty as a silver bell. She had first picked up the fiddle back when it was still called a viol, that was how long she had been at it. CHAPTER XXV Spurlock pushed back his helmet and sat down in the white sand, buckling his knees and folding his arms around them—pondering. . ” Her words were slurred with sleep. Ray Plote would not leave a written explanation. " "Nor Jonathan Wild, I hope," interposed Sheppard.
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