. He grunted a little with effort, and she realised the gilt frame must be heavy. He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a tongue over dry lips. “Well, I do. But give me till to-morrow—only till to-morrow—I may be able to part with him then. Melusine started back, blinking. CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. She proffered her neck towards him.
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