He was yellow and coarse of
hair; flea-bitten, too; and even as he smiled at Ruth and wagged his stumpy tail,
he was forced to turn savagely upon one of these disturbers who had no sense of
the fitness of things. I thought every one had heard about it. Can you lend
me some stuff?”
“You ARE a chap!” said Constance, and warmed only slowly from the idea of
dissuasion to the idea of help. She admired
his backside as he fetched a blue towel from his
bathroom. Quick, now. What was his problem,
she thought to herself. "
"Did he owe you money?"
"Oh, no!"
"Then why do you wish to know?"
Ah Cum pondered. To
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rate, it would be good to hear him saying the sort of things he did—perhaps now
she would grasp them better—with this world-shaking secret brandishing itself
about inside her head within a yard of him. "Mac, did you ever run across a missioner by the name of Enschede?"
"Enschede?" McClintock stared at the ceiling. She stopped abruptly at the sound of his voice, and lost the thread of what she
was saying. His cigar burnt out
between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. The low ceiling made him seem
abnormally tall.
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