" "Don't be too sure of that," rejoined Kneebone, snatching up the staff, and aiming a blow at his head, which was fortunately warded off by Mrs. She had, by the magic of recollection, set the picture of the typhoon between herself and her table companions: the terrible rollers thundering on the white shore, the deafening bellow of the wind, the bending and snapping palms, the thatches of the native huts scattering inland, the blur of sand dust, and those two outcasts defying the elements. If only out of loyalty to co-education one has to do that. “It has been a delightful evening for me. What do you say to Brighton——” Anna looked at him quietly—and he never finished his sentence. Retribution has a queer way of acting sometimes. " "Then, we'll lose no more time," returned Jack.
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