But he had shown no desire for information, no curiosity. She had not chosen her life, but she was foggy on whether or not it was right to deny others the right to join her in her suffering. She was about to rush to his side, when she saw his clenched hands rise and fall upon the sand repeatedly. She tried to think what she should do in this eventuality or that. Mac—the old gossip—knew about everything going on in that part of the world; and if Enschede was anything up to the picture the girl had drawn, McClintock would have heard of him, naturally. Cathy's eyes widened, her cheeks expanding to a smile.
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