At least, I hope so for his sake as well as my own," he added, mentally. ’ ‘Poor little devil,’ said Gerald, genuinely sorry for her. Ann Veronica forgot him as soon as she was through the gate, and her face resumed its expression of stern preoccupation. He read "The Beachcombers" to McClintock that night after coffee; and when he had done, the old trader nodded. \"Are you hungry at all?\" He asked her.
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