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I'll lay my life he's gone. The Dawn Pearl! To be with her constantly, with no diversions to serve as barricades! Damn McClintock for putting this thought in his head—that Ruth loved him! He flung himself upon the beach, face downward, his outflung hands digging into the sand: which was oddly like his problem—he could not grip it. "I forgive him his disobedience. And then you go—and half throttle me. Even in his fevered hours, so the girl had said, his tongue had not betrayed him. He had seldom been more perturbed.
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