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Keep a sharp look out, Austin, and see that we lose no one else. “I didn’t know you were half-Gypsy either. ” “Perhaps,” he said, “you had better let me have your key, and I will go up and explore. "How would you like a job on a copra plantation?" he asked, irrelevantly to the thoughts crowding one another in his mind. Not about girls that I date. But I must—I ought—” “I MUST talk about this. It was rigged up for the occasion as it has been many a time before. “I can’t! He appears to be a most immovable person. Certain of my prey, I can afford to wait for it. For the face under her gaze she could find but one expression—fine. ‘Ah, trying to be the young hero, I take it, which is why he near got hisself killed. He was a thin old man, a wreck in a ruined body, but nothing would induce him to stand in any other way than as stiffly erect as possible like the soldier he had always been, even though he was obliged to lean on his silver-handled cane to do so. ‘But that will do for a start. It was not due to shyness: it was the inherent instinct of the Woman, a protective fear that she must retain some elements of mystery in order to hold the interest of the male. I spent many happy days there.
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