It was she! The Dawn Pearl! He vaulted the veranda rail, careless now whether or not he was heard, and ran down to the beach. “It’s—private. He will wish to have his fears laid to rest. There was a concerted gasp of shock from both the black-garbed lad and the coachman. ‘You do not understand, Gérard. There were no evidences of any struggle, no overturned chairs or disarranged furniture.
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