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To be free of outward distraction, he shut his eyes and concentrated upon the scraps she had given him; and shortly, with his eyes still closed, he began to describe Ruth's island: the mountain at one end, with the ever-recurring scarves of mist drifting across the lava-scarred face; the jungle at the foot of it; the dazzling border of white sand; the sprawling store of the trader and the rotting wharf, sundrily patched with drift-wood; the native huts on the sandy floor of the palm groves; the scattered sandalwood and ebony; the screaming parakeets in the plantains; the fishing proas; the mission with its white washed walls and barren frontage; the lagoon, fringed with coco palms, now ruffled emerald, now placid sapphire. ‘What do you do here?’ demanded the young lady, moving to meet him. And what will they do, and where will they go?" "With me—the both of them. The lad hesitated. ’ ‘Why should Gérard care?’ sneered Gosse. "I am not," replied Thames; "but I insist upon your taking it back at once. Darrell stopped, and drew his sword. ‘I’m following a scent. "Well, lad, supposing you read what the editor has to say?" was McClintock's suggestion, when the frolic was over. We all love you dearly. Yet the thing hidden within her called and called.

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