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She was no longer certain that she desired an Englishman, if she must judge of one in particular. CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. ” She stood up and held her arms toward him. He was really very proud of her, and extraordinarily angry and resentful at the innocent and audacious selfreliance that seemed to intimate her sense of absolute independence of him, her absolute security without him. How can you protect me? Moreover, it is stealing that you have done, and therefore—’ ‘Don’t tell me you expect me to arrest myself again. “It isn’t only the dance,” she said. It'll be in your way. " "Not in the least," replied Shotbolt, creeping beneath the table; "there's my staff. ” He repeated several times that he would trust her, though it remained obscure just exactly where the trust came in.
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