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” “Call it what you like,” Anna answered. “Loneliness,” she said, “is a luxury which I never permit myself. ” “And I,” Ennison said, holding her fingers tightly, and forcing her to look into his eyes, “I will tell you what I have wished for you when we meet six months from to-day. I wouldn't touch the stuff for all the pearls in India. The island had evidently grown round this lagoon, approached it gradually from the volcanic upheaval—an island of coral and lava. John looked at his feet bashfully. ” “I cannot let you go on,” Ennison interrupted.
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