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‘Well said, my dear. ”
The lights were lowered, and an attentive waiter hovered round Anna’s cloak. She had,
by the magic of recollection, set the picture of the typhoon between herself and
her table companions: the terrible rollers thundering on the white shore, the
deafening bellow of the wind, the bending and snapping palms, the thatches of
the native huts scattering inland, the blur of sand dust, and those two outcasts
defying the elements. How little he
knew about Ruth—the background from which she had sprung! He knew that
her father was a missioner, that her mother was dead, that she had been born on
this island, and that, at the time of his collapse, she had been on the way to an
aunt in the States. I've told you about him; and you wrote a
shrewd yarn on the subject. 277
“I was beginning to think that I would never see you
again, Lucy. Melusine cast one
swift glance at it, and her eyes, flashing magnificently, came back to his face. He would come swiftly to her aid, she knew it.
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