’ A gleam of rare humour slid into Charvill’s chest. Here he was almost stunned by the deafening clamour resounding on all sides. He drifted in and out of consciousness. She held her hand to the place where he had slapped her. “And what was that dreadful confession you had to make?” he was saying. It was cheating, pitiful cheating. From the white beach the palms ran in serried rows quarter of a mile inland, then began a jungle of bamboo, gum-tree, sandalwood, plantain, huge fern, and choking grasses.
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