She saw the moonlit waters, the black shadow of the proa, the moon-fire that ran down the far edge of the bellying sail, the silent natives: no sound except the slapping of the outrigger and the low sibilant murmur of water falling away from the sides—and the beating of her heart. " "I firmly believe he has dealings with the devil," replied Austin, trembling from head to foot. ” She laid her fingers for a moment upon his arm. Ennison better than I have ever told you,” she said slowly.
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