"Stop a minute, my dear," cried Austin. “The little English girl is very fortunate. ” She slipped it on her finger, and added, in a voice she tried to make matter-of-fact: “It was given to me last week. The brown house, almost exactly the same as the Beck’s, turned black as pitch in the gloom. The hard work will be his, until we yank this young fellow back from the brink. “You mean to tell me” he said, “that you have a lover? While I have been keeping you! Yes—keeping you!” This view of life he hurled at her as if it were an offensive missile. ’ ‘You certain? She’s a thought too volatile for my money. “Yes. ‘I had no need of the place, and there was no money, of course. "Now stand before me, Poll. She was almost tempted to tell him, if only to see the cracks of surprise and incredulity break the immobility of his yellow countenance. Lord help him! he's the very image of his father. "I think the natives saw you coming out of the lagoon, one dawn. But you have not finished surely. If I might take the liberty, Sir John,” he added, with a humorous gleam in his eyes, “I should like to congratulate you upon your tie.
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