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When they came to the round-house, Terry's courage failed him. Our ideal had fallen. Sheppard staggered forward. In the chapel she sang with an open-lunged gusto that silenced Ann Veronica altogether, and in the exercising-yard slouched round with carelessly dispersed feet. It was she! The Dawn Pearl! He vaulted the veranda rail, careless now whether or not he was heard, and ran down to the beach. She had all the fascination of being absolutely perplexing in this respect. ’ ‘Yes, but I need a word with Gerald,’ protested the captain, hanging back. Away off in the fields the bluesmocked peasants bent still at their toil.
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