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McClintock watched her interestedly until her golden head vanished below; then, with tolerant pity, he looked down at Spurlock, who had closed his eyes. She was as pale as death, but she seemed to have lost the power of movement. They are not your flowers. . His voice when he spoke was almost fiercely assertive, but there was an undernote of nervousness. “If I cut her neck, you’ll never get the stains out of your fancy car. “I’m damned if I’ll believe it,” he muttered to himself savagely. ” His voice conveyed studied moderation. She screamed as she saw that their throats had been ripped out and their dead eyes bulged with horror as their heads lolled from mere strings of sinew and flesh. The wine was sweetened with cinnamon and cloves and rare edible flowers, which her father had instructed her not to drink excessively of. “What do you think of that?” he asked.
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