She had been in the
drawing-room for a few minutes before the gong had sounded, and had chattered
gaily to every one. The
third time she escaped she reached the inconsequent barricade of the overturned
table. ”
Mr. The island was snake-free. He had heard nothing. 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. She did not learn the kind of looks she had been bestowing upon him at a
convent. They were filthy after the burial. “You were never born,” he declared, “to follow the well worn roads. The cave had always been considered an evil place by
the braves and for the most part they left her alone. When Mr. ”
He released her hand and talked in eager undertones against an auditory
background of urgency and distress. ”
“There IS something sound in that position,” said Capes, intervening as if to
defend Miss Garvice against a possible attack from Ann Veronica. You say that you only love Captain Darrell as a brother—"
"Mr. "
"I am calm—quite calm, Rowland," she answered, with lips whose agitation
belied her words.
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