She rose at once with a little exclamation, half of surprise, half of pleasure. “What is the good of pretending?” she said. “I’ve been thinking—all the afternoon. The assassination, as you call it, was, obviously, the vengeance of a kinsman of the injured lady, who no doubt was of good family, upon her seducer. Instead, God had sent her Sebastianus, a man who had sold his soul to the Devil to gain eternal life, or perhaps he was even the Devil himself. "I wonder how she picked up Kanaka? On her island they don't talk Kanaka lingo. Wasting no time, he crossed straight to the shutters and opened them.
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