“And I have dragged you all over here for nothing,” she murmured. She turned about, and was persecuted by visions, half memories, half dreams, of Ramage. He had said so. She was lamentably without comparisons; such few young men as she had seen—white men—had been on the beach, pitiful and terrible objects. Earles was absolutely indifferent. It was past seven when she got back to her hotel. I’ve bored you or something. “That is your sister’s name.
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