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" "If I do, I care not," rejoined Wild; "I shall have lived to see you hanged. ’ ‘And your precious vicomte didn’t wish for the English one,’ said Charvill, acid in his voice. "The lash cuts to the bone. ‘Say then, Jacques, you have followed him?’ she demanded of the blackgarbed footman. Several people were passed out on the sectional sofa, and muffled noises emanated from other rooms indicating that the party’s embers were still smoldering, but John was nowhere to be seen. ‘Jacques!’ She got no further, for Kimble came towards her, speaking fast and low. Find that boy. There was so much to see, so much to do, that he became what he had once been normally, a lovable boy. CHAPTER XXIII Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. She had a few acquaintances, English gentlemen, but she lived with her sister—was a lady.
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