\" His tone was weak and conciliatory. “Unless you have an appointment, which you haven’t,” he said, “you’ll only waste your time here. Next instant, Gerald felt his wrist seized in an iron grip. ‘But you are idiot. "How would you like a job on a copra plantation?" he asked, irrelevantly to the thoughts crowding one another in his mind. Her little white hand stole across the table. ‘That is good,’ she said with satisfaction, ‘for I was compelled on Saturday to abandon the chase. After a little further discourse the old man took his departure.
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