"'And thine eye shall not pity,'" said her father, in a tone of rebuke, "'but, life shall be for life, eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot. ‘Oh no, you don’t,’ said Gerald in a low tone. It was an impulse. "'T is he!" he mentally ejaculated. ‘I wish you joy of the wench. . “Yes. “You will have to eat soon,” he said cryptically. The wine bubbled and seethed; and the exquisite bouquet of oranges permeated the room. To get behind that impenetrable curtain, to learn why she hated her island.
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