CHAPTER XXIII Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. Nevertheless, she could not prevent a rising excitement as the dawn of the new life drew near to her—a thrilling of the nerves, a secret and delicious exaltation above the common circumstances of existence. And this was an adventure of which he had dreamed from boyhood: aboard a windjammer on the South Seas. “We can,” he said, “and we will. '—'Pretty well,' says I; 'you're not badly off at the Friars, for that matter. It was thought, however, if the skipper could have been found, that the result of the case would have been materially different. "Don't alarm yourself. Heliers. His red hair marked him, cut short into a round shape that had the texture of a Brillo pad. ‘The whole town is talking. Taber and no one comment upon it. Set the boy free. That’s— that’s my private life. " "Here's a pocket-book full of notes, and a heavy bag of gold," said Blueskin, examining the articles on the floor. ” After a pause, she added, “Do you mind fetching back my recalcitrant cavalier.
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