Spurlock was invariably at the high desk in the early morning, poring over ledgers, and giving the beach and the stores an occasional glance. He regretted now that in his idle hours he hadn't hunted up one against the rainy day. Ramage. As he approached the gable of Mrs. "Ah!" exclaimed Wild, looking angrily towards his supposed attendant. “Mr.
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