Earles threw down his pen with a little exclamation. “My God!” he said at last, with tremendous feeling, and then again, “My God!” Now that this thing was said her mind was clear and calm. And this was an adventure of which he had dreamed from boyhood: aboard a windjammer on the South Seas. Lucy tried not to make her cringe noticeable. "Yes; but what is good isn't always proper. Another day of nonsuccess would mean many disagreeable things. At night she would turn it in her fingers like a rosary bead. "But I am now coming to the point which most concerns you. The dog-fox cannot be far off, since the cub is found.
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