CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. She held it down with the poker, looking nervously over her shoulder. " "How did you escape?" asked Sheppard, who, as he shook off his slumber, began to recall the events of the previous night. Flesh and blood, vivid, alluring; she was no longer the symbol, therefore she had become, as in the twinkling of an eye, an utter stranger. Let me lend you some money. ” “Do you think so? I find my interest in that sort of thing decline and decline. At first she thought that the woman was just a servant. " His daughter, however, anticipated him. ‘You are wise, Marthe. “You have not seen your sister lately,” he remarked.
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