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John said nothing. Each became frightfully aware of the other as a plastic energetic body, of the strong muscles of neck against cheek, of hands gripping shoulder-blade and waist. She even thought that perhaps she might come to love him, in spite of that faint indefinable flavor of absurdity that pervaded his courtly bearing. “Will you tell me what all this is about?” said Capes. Here, Jem, take the gentleman's horse to the stable—see him dressed and fed directly. She was a little paler than when she had come to London, a little paler and a little thinner. His deduction was correct that the beauty of Ruth Enschede could not remain hidden long even on a forgotten isle. Captain Roding either did not know, or did not remember that she had it.
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