After all, what did it matter?—it or anything else in the world? She was within reach of his arms, beautiful, compelling, herself as it seemed suddenly conscious of the light which was burning in his eyes. He had found her by the same agency her father had: native talk, which flew from isle to isle as fast as proas could carry it. ’ ‘Poor little devil,’ said Gerald, genuinely sorry for her. “I think,” he said, “that you have found the real home of the lotus-eaters. ‘And you know, my dear, I do think you must make up your mind to beard this wretched grandfather of yours. Her pulses began to race. “Oh, yes,” the stranger remarked good-humouredly. He rolled onto his belly, freeing himself from her hands, pushing her away.
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