I am yours for the making over. “The thing I feel most disposed to say, Miss Stanley,” he began at last, “is that this is very sudden. I don’t want to tear at you with hot, rough hands. If only you knew what this means to me!" "We do, lad," replied McClintock, gravely. " "Ah! Did he tell you anything about himself?" "Aside from that, no. If you were ten years younger, you'd have me wondering. An ugly flush stained his cheeks. Cased and ribbed with stone, and braced with horizontal beams of timber, the piles, which formed the foundation of these jetties, had resisted the strong encroachments of the current for centuries. “It’s—private. Oh God! pardon me. She was unusually pale, and her eyes were brilliant. But McClintock's mind was perceptive, whereas Spurlock's was only dully confused. The poor boy, whose hands were pinioned behind him, looked very pale, but neither trembled, nor exhibited any other symptom of alarm. His grip twisted her wrist.
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