"Are you not that man's mistress?" demanded Mrs. Spurlock had not coached her on this line of conduct. But not so much a pig as that man. He loved Ann Veronica, he said; he was so mad to have her that he defeated himself, and did crude and alarming and senseless things. Taber? There is a possibility. She whipped round suddenly, and discovered the woman wedged into the corner by the window, keeping out of the way. The skies became brilliant; the dry monsoon was setting in. CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. It was cramped even at the end of the passage. He bowed awkwardly to Mrs.
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