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The evenings were beginning to draw out, and it would not be dark for an hour. I have read that authors are very selfish and self-centred. “I will put the question,” Drummond said gravely. "Heaven have mercy on his soul!" ejaculated Wood. 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. ‘Nevertheless, you will marry me,’ he snarled.
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