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” “Well”—her breath failed her for a moment. Little by little, she stopped hating him. “Too late, my dear girl,” she exclaimed. His struggles were so violent, that, being a man of tremendous strength, it was some time before they could master him, and it required the combined efforts of all the four partners to put him into irons. I must go and dress at once. “Sir John of course disapproves of me,” she remarked slowly. The heroism of two beach combers had saved all on board and their own manhood as well. It’s my other side of the moon. ’ ‘Entertained, he says!’ ‘Intrigued, then,’ amended Gerald equably, although truth to tell he was enjoying the mystery enormously. Nature is a mother; her sympathies have always been feminist, and she has tempered the man to the shorn woman. The music took hold of her slowly as her eyes wandered from the indistinct still ranks of the audience to the little busy orchestra with its quivering violins, its methodical movements of brown and silver instruments, its brightly lit scores and shaded lights. She always managed to get back to the bungalow before he did. “My dear girl,” he said, in a tone of patient reasonableness, “you are a mere child. You will be—my wife.
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