Coolly and gingerly, she kissed it as it stood at its hard angle from his body. It was she! The Dawn Pearl! He vaulted the veranda rail, careless now whether or not he was heard, and ran down to the beach. “About my sister,” she repeated slowly. It was Ennison, who loomed up through the shadows. The girl’s gaze met his in interested inquiry. ‘Does Charvill know that this Melusine of yours is here?’ The question distracted Gerald. It was not a cambric curtain Ruth had drawn across that part of her life: it was of iron. “I’m not gentle. .
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