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“You’re. Alone; not even the dog to warn her, and Hoddy deep in
the island somewhere. ’
‘And now we know also who is the prétendant, Mademoiselle Charvill. 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. We ourselves have been similarly circumstanced. "Quite sorry, my good friend, there should have been any misunderstanding
between us," observed the woollen-draper. CHAPTER XXIII
Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. One transgression; he was sure of that. He had a wild impulse to shout. Why, Nab, you shake as if you'd got an ague?" he added,
turning to the Jew, whose teeth chattered audibly.
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