“I had found her at last, and she shot me. I shall take to him as nat'ral as if he were my own flesh and blood afore long. CHAPTER XXV Spurlock pushed back his helmet and sat down in the white sand, buckling his knees and folding his arms around them—pondering. I told them lies. I must go to-night, or I shall never behold him again. It was an oldfashioned peasant blouse, white, square necked, and trimmed with lace.
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