Spurling, who wished to protract the discovery of the escape as long as possible. " "I declare I don't know what to do," said Wood, burned by conflicting emotions. " "That kind of talk makes you sound like a white man. . “There’s endless reasons, no doubt, why we shouldn’t,” he said. Everything in his favour—the luck of the gods! The only white men were miles down the coast. Each became frightfully aware of the other as a plastic energetic body, of the strong muscles of neck against cheek, of hands gripping shoulder-blade and waist. The man who staggers, whose face is flushed, whose attitude is either noisily friendly or truculent, has some chance; liquor bends him eventually. The young fellow was almost as odd in his way as the girl was in hers.
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