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” “Many other people,” she remarked, “have made the same mistake. ” “Yes. I want to tell every one. We two. ” “But how can I help it? How can I keep silence?” “Please!” she insisted. ” “Thanks to me,” he repeated, puzzled. The bungalows and stores were built of heavy bamboo and gum-wood; sprawly, one-storied affairs; for the typhoon was no stranger in these waters. Apparently he thought it very much worth while. ’ She sighed. And nowhere could I obtain the slightest information. Those were dreams. For a time she could scarcely believe he was gone.
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