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How could she tell him of the evil that drew her and drew her, as a needle to the magnet?—the fascinating evil that even now, escaped as it was, went on distilling its poison in her mind? "Yes, yes!" said the doctor. "There's a young woman. It is enough to make a man throw away canvas and brushes into the bottomless precipices, enough to make one weep with despair at his utter and absolute impotence. Most of the vessels lying in the river were driven from their moorings, dashed tumultuously against each other, or blown ashore. This heroine ruled an island which (in the '80s) was rich with shell—pearl-shell; and she fought pearl thievers and marauding beachcombers, fought them with weapons and with woman's guile. She continued to fan herself. But after all, Mrs. I. “Eight pounds,” she plunged, and added foolishly, “fifteen pounds will see me clear of everything. ‘Come, mademoiselle, it is of no use to conceal anything from me, you know.
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