“You hear him?” he remarked, looking impressively around. Anna came back into the sitting-room with a little sigh of relief. Recovering himself quickly his instinct of self-defence was quicker than his recollection of Anna’s presence. “May I be allowed to say,” he declared, “that I came here with the same intention. ” Michelle continued on as if uninterrupted. A tinge of admiration rose in his breast. She saw the moonlit waters, the black shadow of the proa, the moon-fire that ran down the far edge of the bellying sail, the silent natives: no sound except the slapping of the outrigger and the low sibilant murmur of water falling away from the sides—and the beating of her heart. “Thank you, ma’am.
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