" "Rot! Mac, what do you suppose the natives used to call her? The Dawn Pearl!" McClintock wagged his Scotch head negatively. Something unpardonable is laid to my charge. Any man might have endeavoured to protect himself in this fashion, a man with no one to care, with an unnameable terror at the thought (as if it mattered!) of being buried in alien earth, far from the familiar places he loved. “No,” she said, under her breath, “you can’t face it. It’s just to feel—one owns one’s self. The buboes broke and God took Lucia's mother.
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