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” She replied dryly. From the white beach the palms ran in serried rows quarter of a mile inland, then began a jungle of bamboo, gum-tree, sandalwood, plantain, huge fern, and choking grasses. Sheppard, eagerly. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. “Why?” He inquired. If he awoke and caught you at it, there might be a set-back. As we turned the corner of the street, I noticed that the electric light was burning in this room.
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