Presently McClintock came in. The area was sparsely populated. “Mr. She had to make sure, for the peace of her mind, that this was really the man. She sat very still, and his eyes rested on that ornament for a moment, and then travelled slowly to her wrist and the soft lines of her forearm. "What proof have you of the truth of this story?" inquired Trenchard. 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. He has had brain fever since, and, as you say, I am more like what you were then than you yourself are now. I’ve got a lot of things to think about. "We may trust him," he added in a whisper; "he is a staunch friend of the good cause. Once more he begged; but as Ruth only repeated her sharp command, he spun about and raced toward the jungle. “There is this absurd craving for Mr.
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