CHAPTER XXII
Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. You
can’t possibly understand!”
He began a confused explanation, a perplexing contradictory apology for his
urgency and wrath. It would make the young wife unhappy. Besides, the sun had gone in and it looked like
rain. Hearing a noise below,
Quilt called out, supposing it occasioned by the Jew. The air was sharp and bracing, and the
leaves which had taken their autumnal tints were falling from the trees. Howsomdever, if you should reach t'other side, take an old
feller's advice, and don't be foolhardy enough to venter back again. “Perhaps. On gaining a
stack of chimneys at the back of the house, he came to a pause, and again
unmasked his lantern. She was lovely,
painted like the porcelain doll he had always wanted her
to be. End of Project Gutenberg's Anna the Adventuress, by E. Anna nodded as she briskly crossed the pavement. S.
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