CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. “Please forgive me coming up, Miss Pellissier, but you have not been down to dinner for three nights, and—Brendon and I—we were afraid that you might be unwell. He rather liked the "sir"; it signified both gratefulness and the chastened spirit. Who could say that the girl's father had not once been a fashionable clergyman in the States and that drink had got him and forced him down, step by step, until—to use the child's odd expression—he had come upon the beach? She was cynical, this spinster. One or two landladies refused her with an air of conscious virtue that she found hard to explain. The elemental woman was always close to the cat: as the elemental man was always but a point removed from the wolf.
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