" "Have you told her?" "Told her? Told her what?" Spurlock sat straight in his chair. All about her, hither and yon, lay the enticing Unknown. Her head had been shaved, and around it was swathed a piece of rag, in which a few straws were stuck. . The deafening report froze time. "How would you like a job on a copra plantation?" he asked, irrelevantly to the thoughts crowding one another in his mind. She reached a tiny yellow-fronted cottage covered with flowering creepers, and entered the front room by the wide-open window. “What a hideous repertoire! If you are in earnest about wanting to earn money, why on earth don’t you accept an engagement here?” “An engagement?” she queried.
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