"The natives have foolish ways of saying things. “Listen, Annabel,” he said hoarsely. He turned his eyes and stared at Miss Garvice like one who wakes from a reverie, and then got up and strolled down the laboratory toward his refuge, the preparation-room. " Together they were making habitable the second bungalow, which was within calling distance of McClintock's. “Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’ one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and Drummond and his lot were with us.
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