Jack, whose clothes were covered with dust, and whose face was deathly pale from his recent exertion, looked more like a phantom than a living person. Wood had prevented him from paying much attention to the previous scene. The bungalows and stores were built of heavy bamboo and gum-wood; sprawly, one-storied affairs; for the typhoon was no stranger in these waters. ” Anna glanced momentarily towards her sister, but Annabel neither spoke nor moved.
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