"The natives have foolish ways of saying things. It was a night of storm and terror, which promised each moment to become more stormy and more terrible. ‘Lord,’ Gerald uttered, his inexplicable annoyance evaporating. They were in different key, they had a different timbre. Winifred listened to his narration with the profoundest attention; and, when it concluded, her tearful eye and throbbing bosom told how deeply her feelings had been interested. " McClintock without further speech strode toward his bungalow; and half an hour later Spurlock, passing, heard the piano-tuning key at work. I’ve had it, Sheila.
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