" "Won't you take me?" "No; you must await my return here. He stood with his hands in his pockets looking at Miss Klegg’s back. His age was not far from fifty. Love was joy, and joyous she was when alone. It was she! The Dawn Pearl! He vaulted the veranda rail, careless now whether or not he was heard, and ran down to the beach.
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