It felt too good. 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. She smiled. To Spurlock, in this hour, his conscience stood over against the Ten Commandments, one of which he had broken. Then she slowly straightened, releasing him. That for the men lay near the Lodge, with which it was connected by a dark passage. A kind but hard looking female officer named Rose took her into a room and sat her down at a small wooden table.
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