‘Don’t concern yourself,’ Gerald said calmly. It was Ramage, the occupant of the big house at the end of the Avenue. It hung from the centre of a stout pole, each end of which rested upon the calloused shoulder of a coolie; an ordinary Occidental chair with a foot-rest. I tell you, that girl would jump into the sea, rather.
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