Then perhaps it is Prudence?’ ‘Oh la la! That is not me at all. "I knew that would bring him to," thought Wild. “But, my dear,” she began, “it is Impossible! It is quite out of the Question. All at once he recollected the fact that McClintock's copra plantation was down that way, somewhere in the South Seas; had an island of his own. She fixed her eyes upon it and ran, keeping always as far as possible in the shadow of the hedge, gazing fearfully every now and then down along the valley for the white smoke of the train.
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