His throat filled; he wanted to weep. She made herself serenely unaware of his existence, though it may be it was his presence that sent her by the field detour instead of by the direct path up the Avenue. The stores, the drying bins, McClintock's bungalows and the native huts sprawled around an exquisite landlocked lagoon. Do you accept it?" "Dear Thames!" "Forgive this ill-timed avowal of my love. But I suppose as I’ll have to wait until you can hear me to tell you again.
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