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It was she! The Dawn Pearl! He vaulted the veranda rail, careless now whether or not he was heard, and ran down to the beach. She gained her room, and slammed her door and locked it as though she feared violence and pursuit. The Mohocks XII. The report of his detention caused an immense sensation. "Good bye, Jack! Keep up your spirits. ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Gerald. He fell back upon the pillows with a little moan, clutching the slim white fingers fiercely. He seemed wholly insensible to the rain, though it presently descended in torrents, and continued his search as ardently as before.
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