"I'll tackle it to-night!" "But it's after ten!" "What's that got to do with it? … The roofs of the native huts scattering in the wind! … the absolute agony of the twisting palms!…. The pause lengthened, and he had the satisfaction of seeing despair melt the set mockery of Spurlock's mouth. “Yes. " "No," answered the ruffian, moodily. CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. Traps, set with peculiar cunning; she had encountered them everywhere. He had not proceeded far when he was alarmed by the tramp of a horse, which seemed to be rapidly approaching, and he had scarcely time to leap the hedge and conceal himself behind a tree, when a tall man, enveloped in an ample cloak, with his hat pulled over his brows, rode by at full speed. To-morrow morning I shall have made up my mind what to do. And so bitterly did the carpenter reproach himself with his neglect, that he resolved, at all risks, to go back in search of it. Nothing else was put in their place, and they remained sotto voce, as it were, in his mind. “Anna!” she repeated. But Manning seemed more and more clearly indicated as a refuge, as security.
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