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Out of these he selected a faded parchment and restored the rest to safety. But it was of no avail. She had, by the magic of recollection, set the picture of the typhoon between herself and her table companions: the terrible rollers thundering on the white shore, the deafening bellow of the wind, the bending and snapping palms, the thatches of the native huts scattering inland, the blur of sand dust, and those two outcasts defying the elements. " Sir Rowland made no reply, but angrily quickened his pace. " "You are very kind, Sir," returned the widow, "but I require no support. She was glad to join in the stream of hurrying homeward workers that was now welling out of a thousand places of employment, and to imitate their driven, preoccupied haste. ’ ‘I thank you,’ Gerald said drily. . Melusine flung herself down the rest of the steps and through the doorway. ’ ‘So would you run away,’ she uttered impulsively. ‘Will you let be?’ Instead she grasped his hand tighter.
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