" "But that style isn't Oriental. Shy, grateful in her loneliness for this unexpected attention, she had listened. She rose at once with a little exclamation, half of surprise, half of pleasure. "Do not shed more blood," cried the carpenter. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. She was breathing hard, dragging for air, half in fright and half because the sudden effort had used up what little air she had managed to draw so briefly.
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