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"I shall like to call you that. The chair had extension arms over which a man might comfortably dangle his legs. "Ah! what is that?" he cried, pointing to a dark object floating near them amid the boiling waves, and which presented a frightful resemblance to a human face. There was a pause, while the steel grey eyes sliced at her. His example was followed by Darrell. I had left Paris. I have suffered him to be brought up decently—honestly; because I would make his fall the greater, and deepen the wound I meant to inflict upon his mother. Occasionally the flames would bend, twist and writhe crazily as the punka-boy bestirred himself.

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