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"It was that song that put it into my head to cut my name on the beam. Truth to tell, more damage had been done in the enthusiastic chase carried out by the militiamen detailed to catch it. 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. But tell me one thing I don’t understand—tell me one thing: How can you help it by coming down into the battle and the mire? That’s the thing that concerns me. Pragmar probably knew Mr. ” “She does it magnificently,” he declared. I keep it for my own drinking," he added in a lower tone.
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