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She flung herself back into the bare little room, cold, empty, comfortless. ” “They’ll find out. The youth produced a crumpled-up card from his waistcoat pocket. ’ ‘Pah!’ ‘Precisely. The bridesmaids and pages got rather jumbled in the aisle, and she had an effect of Alice’s white back and sloping shoulders and veiled head receding toward the altar. She did not enter the cabin at once, but paused on the threshold and stared at the silent, recumbent figure in the bunk. The Dawn Pearl.
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