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No doubt that was due to his helplessness. . What a God-forsaken fool he was! And dimly, out there somewhere in the South Seas—the beach! Already he sensed the fascination of the inevitable; and with this fascination came the idea of haste, to get there quickly and have done. “I ought to look up Gwen,” she said. The stores, the drying bins, McClintock's bungalows and the native huts sprawled around an exquisite landlocked lagoon. His complexion was pale; and there was something sinister in the expression of his large black eyes. "What's the matter with the man?" demanded Wild. That’s why I wanted your weapons. If only one might open the shutters and let in the light. He had been formally adopted by the Becks at the age of twelve. There were doorways to peer into, dim cluttered holes with shadowy forms moving about, potters and rug-weavers. [Illustration: Distinctive Pictures Photoplay.
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