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"Come here," said the petticoated tyrant. "Well, I'm not far from the mark. It had seemed to her that life might be very
good indeed with his kindliness and sacrifice about her. To be free of outward distraction, he
shut his eyes and concentrated upon the scraps she had given him; and shortly,
with his eyes still closed, he began to describe Ruth's island: the mountain at one
end, with the ever-recurring scarves of mist drifting across the lava-scarred face;
the jungle at the foot of it; the dazzling border of white sand; the sprawling store
of the trader and the rotting wharf, sundrily patched with drift-wood; the native
huts on the sandy floor of the palm groves; the scattered sandalwood and ebony;
the screaming parakeets in the plantains; the fishing proas; the mission with its
white washed walls and barren frontage; the lagoon, fringed with coco palms,
now ruffled emerald, now placid sapphire. The stranger concluded he could not be far from his
destination, and a turn in the road showed him the house. It is known that I
am Melusine Charvill, which is also my right. The charm of innocence breathes around her, as fragrance is diffused
by the flower, sanctifying her lightest thought and action, and shielding her, like
a spell, from the approach of evil. “Oh.
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