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Once in the room, the door locked, the sense of loneliness had dropped away from her as the mists used to drop away from the mountain in the morning. Sheppard, which she gratefully declined. "Tell me, what did they call you?" "Well, the old Kanaka cook used to call me the Golden One, but the natives called me the Dawn Pearl. What she had termed illuminative now appeared to be only another phase of the mystery which enveloped the child.
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