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’ Footsteps sounded just outside, and Captain Roding walked in. There were all varieties of bird-life known in these latitudes, from the bird of paradise down to the tiny scarlet-beaked love-birds. You will survive, mark my words. “I think that I know very well what I am saying,” she answered. Spurlock was no longer a man before this instinct; he was a child in trouble. A smile trembled at the corners of her mouth as she recalled Gerald’s ridiculous upbraiding of his own reflection in the mirror.
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