She’d have thrown this thing if you hadn’t stopped her. Even now, during the recurring doubts of the future, the thought of the island was repellent. Sebastian dug through the viscous layers of foul-smelling clay with a shovel, each successive insertion creating an obscene sucking noise that ate at her sanity. ’ He believes that she denies it simply because owing to my marriage with Sir John, whom they call the ‘Puritan Knight,’ she wants to keep her identity secret. I have never seen a lagoon.
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