To escape one phase of loneliness she had plunged into another, so vast that her courage sometimes faltered. The Dawn Pearl; how well they had named her! The pearl without price—his and not his! He took her arm and drew it under his; and together they went down the veranda steps. Sebastian administered bitter tonics to her, fluids she could not taste with her swollen tongue.
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