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Wood hadn't struck me. With her foodle doo! "I've a toast to propose," cried Sheppard, filling a bumper. Hips tended to be the bane of Shari’s existence as she tried diet after diet to get rid of them. 4. " "Why what will she say?" inquired Sheppard. " Some order. To preach a fine sermon every Sunday so that he would lose neither the art nor the impulse; and this child, in secret rebellion, taking it down in long hand during odd hours in the week! Preaching grandiloquently before a few score natives who understood little beyond the gestures, for the single purpose of warding off disintegration! It reminded the doctor of a stubborn retreat; from barricade to barricade, grimly fighting to keep the enemy at bay, that insidious enemy of the white man in the South Seas—inertia. I can’t even make myself care. The old fool’s been working on you through your sister to keep off the stage. " "I, Sir!—I swear——" "Tush!" interrupted Jonathan, harshly.
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