She turned the gas up in her little sitting-room, and sank wearily into an easy chair. The stores, the drying bins, McClintock's bungalows and the native huts sprawled around an exquisite landlocked lagoon. “If my own mother was alive,” sobbed Ann Veronica, “she would understand. It was common name, so I was thrown off the scent. "Where did you find it!" asked Wood.
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