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’ Her lips parted, but she did not speak. The drunken beachcombers; the one-sided education; the utter loneliness of a white child without playfellows, human or animal, without fairy stories, who for days was left alone while the father visited neighbouring islands, these pictures sank far below their actual importance. But the lady was not so easily won; and though she did not absolutely reject him, gave him very slight hopes. There was a tearing sound and the cloth of her habit ripped apart as the smothered point drove through it, missing its intended target. May I ask the nature of your interest in her?” He hesitated.
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