‘Some ineligible that your parents would not tolerate, I suppose. From the white beach the palms ran in serried rows quarter of a mile inland, then began a jungle of bamboo, gum-tree, sandalwood, plantain, huge fern, and choking grasses. If you do not help me to read the riddle of yourself, Annabel, I think that very soon I shall be a candidate for the asylum. Then she shrugged.
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