“You ARE a female thing at bottom,” he admitted. Everything goes—the copra for oil, the fibre of the husk
for rope, and the shell for carbon. He was struck disagreeably by
Ramage’s air of gallant consideration and Ann Veronica’s self-possessed
answers. But she was relentless. Was
the young lady impatient for experience? Was she adventurous? As a man of the
world he did not think it becoming to accept maidenly calm as anything more
than a mask. Her eyes quizzed the major. ‘Where’s the sense in running away?’
‘Doesn’t trust me,’ Gerald said briefly. "
"Risk, or no risk, I shall go," replied Jack. ” He replied. ”
“Delusion!” he muttered, glaring at her. "
"Thank God for that!" cried Wood, heartily.
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