’ He only laughed. God forgive you!" "May He, indeed, forgive me!" returned Trenchard, crossing himself devoutly; "but my guilt is not the less heavy, because your child escaped. He did not like it. Now keep still. I done just what you asked. He neither attempted to prevent his nephew's departure, nor to follow him. 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. If you do not charge anything for copies of this eBook, complying with the rules is very easy. All this was exciting and entertaining. “To tell you the truth though, I am quite a stranger in London, and it occurred to me that Mr. " "A novelist?" cried Ruth, thrilling.
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