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" "A very sufficient reason," answered the jailer. Oh, the beautiful books! Romance, adventure, love stories! She gathered up the books in her arms and cuddled them, as a mother might have cuddled a child. Moored to the steps, several wherries were dancing in the rushing current, as if impatient of restraint. "How is Mr. ” She hesitated and looked for a moment straight into his eyes. Gerald watched its approach with vague interest, which quickened when he saw that it was drawing up outside the very house out of which he had just stepped. Gerald’s chest tightened. My father died a year ago, by the way. The drunken beachcombers; the one-sided education; the utter loneliness of a white child without playfellows, human or animal, without fairy stories, who for days was left alone while the father visited neighbouring islands, these pictures sank far below their actual importance. No, don’t interrupt me. Twice she smiled, but not unkindly. Go and live somewhere else. “Don’t you know?” “Oh! I know—” “Well—” Her face was an unaccustomed pink. And you see, I don’t turn my back, and I am looking at you and thinking about you from top to toe. “It is very doubtful,” he said.
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