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” “But Hainault—was—a pal. I shall want you. Good-bye aunt. "Oh, you're here, are you?" said the ruffian, with an exulting laugh: "I've been looking for you everywhere. ” “You could never be that,” he answered, “but you are at least more serious than usual. I won't dig their graves with my nails. To be free of outward distraction, he shut his eyes and concentrated upon the scraps she had given him; and shortly, with his eyes still closed, he began to describe Ruth's island: the mountain at one end, with the ever-recurring scarves of mist drifting across the lava-scarred face; the jungle at the foot of it; the dazzling border of white sand; the sprawling store of the trader and the rotting wharf, sundrily patched with drift-wood; the native huts on the sandy floor of the palm groves; the scattered sandalwood and ebony; the screaming parakeets in the plantains; the fishing proas; the mission with its white washed walls and barren frontage; the lagoon, fringed with coco palms, now ruffled emerald, now placid sapphire. " "Come along, master," said the waterman. "If you thought that, why did you give me this job?"—his voice faint and thick. A gaunt, powerful man: no feature of his face decided, and yet for all that it had the significance of a countenance hewn out of rock. "Now stand before me, Poll.
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