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Stanley lost patience. “I’m d——d if I understand this,” he said thoughtfully. . A queer game this: he could not move directly as in an ordinary case of manhunt. The island had evidently grown round this lagoon, approached it gradually from the volcanic upheaval—an island of coral and lava. It was not possible. . "Well, my dear, I've a proposal to make in regard to this babby of yours, which may, or may not, be agreeable. Poe is all right, if you don't mind nightmares. ” “Why?” she asked. . She looked at it with a little shudder, but she made no motion to take it. He moved to one side, bowing and gesturing to the door.
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