" "Where did he get it?" inquired Wood, in surprise. " This frankness rather subdued Spurlock. The signs of tears had all gone, but some subtle change seemed to have stolen into her face. A woman isn’t much freer—in reality. But, after all, what does that matter? He is very much taken with me. She had, by the magic of recollection, set the picture of the typhoon between herself and her table companions: the terrible rollers thundering on the white shore, the deafening bellow of the wind, the bending and snapping palms, the thatches of the native huts scattering inland, the blur of sand dust, and those two outcasts defying the elements. The ledge, along which he crawled, was about a foot wide. Then he looked towards his granddaughter once more, who had flounced away to the window at her greataunt’s interruption.
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