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“You must not. ” “No, mine. I hope this is all. ” He released her hand and talked in eager undertones against an auditory background of urgency and distress. ‘Would you like me to enquire for your mystery lady, Gerald? I know the Comte and Comtesse de St Erme quite well. From the white beach the palms ran in serried rows quarter of a mile inland, then began a jungle of bamboo, gum-tree, sandalwood, plantain, huge fern, and choking grasses. Anna leaned forward, watching the people in the streets. Wood,—"he'll never mend. I knew it. “It may be her salvation. She had a vision of policemen, reproving magistrates, a crowded court, public disgrace.
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