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‘Yes, I know. CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. She had agonized over it for weeks. ” He stood quite silent for a moment, his eyes fixed upon her face. Somehow her walk home with him had been transmogrified into a melodramatic rejection, a slamming. I want to give you time to think. ” She repeated, as if she answered an objector: “A sort of blacklegging.
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