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Each wing had a small cupola; and, in the centre of the pile rose a larger dome, surmounted by a gilded ball and vane. "Why you pretended not to recognize the photograph of the young fellow you toted around these diggings all day yesterday. He would pursue that little pastime on some other occasion. Wood in the deepest mourning. CHAPTER XXIII Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. " "Hum!" said Hogarth, looking fixedly at him. . What do you mean by it, eh?’ ‘But I did not send it to you,’ Melusine rejoined instantly.
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