The youth of them! And what was he going to do when they left his island? What would Donald McClintock be doing with himself, when youth left the island, never more to return? Ruth was thrilling with joy. She had trembled on the verge of such a resolution before, but this time quite definitely she made it. She awoke and found herself home amid a pile of three bodies, one of which she recognized as a former denizen of the household. There was a brief pause, a crowded pause, between them. The soil was identical, the climate; still, they would not bear the Olympian fruit, with its purple-lined jacket and its snow-white pulp. "O Massa Ireton! Massa Wild!" ejaculated Caliban, "Shack Sheppart gone!" "Gone? you black devil!—Gone?" cried Ireton. That’s all about it. The rest of his attire was nondescript. ” He shook his head, and his eyes and the mouth under the black mustache wrinkled with his smile.
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