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. To be free of outward distraction, he shut his eyes and concentrated upon the scraps she had given him; and shortly, with his eyes still closed, he began to describe Ruth's island: the mountain at one end, with the ever-recurring scarves of mist drifting across the lava-scarred face; the jungle at the foot of it; the dazzling border of white sand; the sprawling store of the trader and the rotting wharf, sundrily patched with drift-wood; the native huts on the sandy floor of the palm groves; the scattered sandalwood and ebony; the screaming parakeets in the plantains; the fishing proas; the mission with its white washed walls and barren frontage; the lagoon, fringed with coco palms, now ruffled emerald, now placid sapphire. “Yes,” she said, “that is what we ought to do. " "Stop!" cried Jonathan, who did not care to push matters too far, "let me have a word with you, Mr. Go to her, I say, and take her in your arms, you poor benighted Ironsides! I can't make you see. His five o’clock shadow was bristly against her fingers. Her mouth lolled open and drool seeped down one corner. James's built for offices of the meanest description. She limited herself to eating once a fortnight, until she discovered that she could go without comfortably for a month. But calmer thoughts quickly succeeded.

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