“Lord!” she said. CHAPTER XXI McClintock's island was twelve miles long and eight miles wide, with the shape of an oyster. She was chic, distinguished, unusual. Besides, the sun had gone in and it looked like rain. “Yes. ’ *** It must have been fate, Gerald decided, near an hour later, staring intently at the closed French windows on the raised alcove that led out to the terrace. ” Lucy said.
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