" "Rot! Mac, what do you suppose the natives used to call her? The Dawn Pearl!" McClintock wagged his Scotch head negatively. Do you hear?" "I do, Sir," replied Austin respectfully. Here was a thundering blow. He embraced her small body in his arms, kissing her forehead over and over. Her heart in her mouth, she heard his foot scrape on the floorboard and knew from his expression that Gosse had heard it too. "Hush!" she said, putting her lean fingers to her lips.
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