She knew, or guessed his mission too, for more than once their eyes met, and she laughed mockingly at him. The stores, the drying bins, McClintock's bungalows and the native huts sprawled around an exquisite landlocked lagoon. “I shall come back, if at all, a new man. He went into the study and sat down at his table, but not to write. ‘I can’t help but be sure,’ he returned shortly. You had better let me go again. He had absorbed her in a single glance, and was now defining her as he worked. “I shall be waiting for you there, and in the meantime, if you will help yourself—pray don’t look like that.
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