“At a boarding-house?” he gasped. They exchanged greetings with the clarinetist. “No,” she answered, reluctantly. She was marvellously pretty, but he was not quite sure—yet—that it was advisable for him to sit with her in so public a place. Wait, though. Even now, during the recurring doubts of the future, the thought of the island was repellent. I came in by the vestry, and we will go out that way again.
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