” Her mind drifted into a speculation about her sister. At this point Lucy, in an effort perhaps—foolhardy, in Gerald’s opinion—to pour oil on troubled waters, rose swiftly to her feet and came towards the old man, her hand held out. His stories had enchanted her, even if in some deep corner of her heart she guessed they were not entirely true. Everything in his favour—the luck of the gods! The only white men were miles down the coast. I might utter a million, and still I doubt if I could make you understand.
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