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CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. I trust that she will not misunderstand me. "Well, Lady Trafford," he said, fixing a severe look upon her. No breakfast, he’s had no dinner, hardly a mouthful of soup— since yesterday at tea. “I shot him.
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