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‘What, miss?’ asked Jack Kimble from behind her. “Here we are, living in the same suburb,” he began. Jim is up to the neck in Mahatmas and Theosophy and Higher Thought and rot—writes letters worse than Alice. “Well, anyhow, consider it open. From the white beach the palms ran in serried rows quarter of a mile inland, then began a jungle of bamboo, gum-tree, sandalwood, plantain, huge fern, and choking grasses.
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