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8 or 1. ” He said. The folds of a thick muslin neckcloth in some degree protected him, but the gash was desperate. CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. “I want,” he said, with a white hand outstretched, “to take you out to tea. They were drenched with water and suds. ” “But there is something more. . Pardon what I have said, Madam.
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