’ An expression of livid fury contorted the young man’s face and he thrust the coins back at the major. ‘I’ve never found a woman who did not drive me into a frenzy of boredom. “I wonder,” he said, “if women do know things by instinct? I have my doubts about feminine instinct. I barely prevailed sometimes, but in the end, my wits were faster than their steel. I don't think he'll come to himself too soon. He then made off. ’ ‘The what, miss?’ asked Kimble, frowning. He read "The Beachcombers" to McClintock that night after coffee; and when he had done, the old trader nodded.
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