"I will live," cried Blueskin, with a look of the deadliest hatred at Wild, "to be revenged on you. I suppose I was a little idiotic—I don’t think we either of us mentioned the future, but it was arranged that I should go the next afternoon and have tea with her. It now came to him with an added thrill how well she had told her story; simply and directly, no skipping, no wandering hither and yon: from the first hour she could remember, to the night she had fled in the proa, a clear sustained narrative. “I should like you to come here,” she said. \"Thanks for lending me the clothes. YOU did. And don’t talk until we’re well out of earshot.
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