"We were talking shop," said McClintock, rising. Her two sticks were bare and brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust. ‘But do you not see that he will come again? I think it is better if you, both of you, go and leave me here to find—’ She broke off, looking away. With a cry of distress, she dropped the pistol and flew after him, racing past him to the door. All the rest of his existence was subordinate to this pursuit; he lived for it, worked for it, kept himself in training for it.
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