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During this dreadful pause the wretched man felt for his sword. . An iron fillet secured the socket of the bolt and the box of the lock to the main post of the doorway. 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. But I don't understand her; she's over my head. “You have forgotten. There is the election——” He laughed derisively. She was perhaps as near tears as ever before in her life. " As he said this, in a low and mournful, but firm voice, the tears gathered thickly in Winifred's dark eyelashes.

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