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This man was her husband in the eyes of both God and man. Spurlock had not coached her on this line of conduct. Go in, go in, Melusine prayed, hoping desperately that he would not change his mind and take another route. If only this man had been her father! The world would have meant nothing; the island would have been wide enough. In her ears there was a medley of sound: wailing music, rumbling tom-toms and sputtering firecrackers. She received into her slack grasp the pistol and dagger, only half aware of taking them. I was certain of it. She longed to enjoy human food as he did. Let's talk of this chap. "Thank you," she said, and left the office.
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