She leaned forward and addressed him. Now let us forget it. This fruit was McClintock's particular pride. ’ ‘Pottiswick, you mean, miss?’ ‘Yes, yes. ‘Sapristi,’ he gasped. Then he turned with a fierce movement to take her into his arms. It was also cold, and dark, for there had been no time to light the lantern. The very carts and vans and cabs that Wellington Street poured out incessantly upon the bridge seemed ripe and good in her eyes.
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