All at once he recollected the fact that McClintock's copra plantation was down that way, somewhere in the South Seas; had an island of his own. ” “I’ll pay you if I have to work at shirt-making at threepence an hour. After all, this could never be the black sheep. ” “You came—here!” he repeated, vaguely. "Perhaps that would have been best. She let out a wail.
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