They seldom arrive on the beach. Your laugh reminds me of—of——" "Whose, Sir?" demanded Jackson, becoming suddenly grave. But beyond "amicable agreement in which mutual concessions are made," the word "compromise" was as blank as the Canton wall at night. ’ He closed the panel and came slowly out of the little dressing-room, Roding at his heels. ‘There’s no controlling you, is there?’ He held up his hands.
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