Annabel! Annabel!” His voice became a shriek. "What's the matter, lad, after all the wonderful fireworks at lunch?" Spurlock beheld McClintock standing beside him. He smiled complacently. She longed to own something lasting, anything, but knew her wishes to be stupid. She saw his eyes glaze over. Lost, stolen, or strayed, the Young Person!. The air was crisp and dry. Where her husband saw only two youngsters in the mating mood, she felt that tragedy in some phase lurked in this room—if only in the loneliness of these two, without kith or kin apparently, thousands of miles from home.
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