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Beneath two tall elms, whose boughs completely overshadowed the roof, stood Mr. For four hours he had shifted his own troubles to the shoulders of these imaginative characters. So while he talked to this girl of work and freedom, his slightly protuberant eyes were noting the gracious balance of her limbs and body across the gate, the fine lines of her chin and neck. When she told him that the natives called her The Dawn Pearl, his delight was unbounded. Before an hour had elapsed, the concourse was fearfully increased.
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