Then instinct took over. You have only to look resolute and proceed upon your way. But if I were dying of thirst, in a desert, I would not accept a cup of water at her hands. All the money he earned—serving McClintock and the muse—could be laid away. I always fall on my feet, you know. Then fury claimed her and she could no longer pretend. ’ He strode to the fireplace behind the leather-topped desk and addressed his own reflection in the mirror, wagging an admonitory finger in his own face.
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