Under this unnerving scrutiny, a slow flush mounted to the woman’s cheeks. Pearls in the dawn light, flashing and burning! "You don't like your island?" "I hate it!… But, there!"—weariness edging in. Then it came to her with a shock, as an extraordinary oversight, that she could never tell Manning about Ramage—never. The ruffian's companions took his part.
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