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There was a trader—a man who bought copra and pearls. Sir John stood upon the threshold. He—wanted to marry me. Cautiously stepping outside, he looked up towards the terrace. Why should she? she asked rebelliously. A jar of pink roses upon a tiny table seemed to gain an extra delicacy of colour from the sombre curtains behind. She had not thought anything could equal her despair at that moment.
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