Where the devil have you hidden all those weapons? Don’t tell me you’ve got ’em with you. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. She had, by the magic of recollection, set the picture of the typhoon between herself and her table companions: the terrible rollers thundering on the white shore, the deafening bellow of the wind, the bending and snapping palms, the thatches of the native huts scattering inland, the blur of sand dust, and those two outcasts defying the elements. All these interesting objects were carefully arranged, classed, and, as we have said, labelled by the thief-taker. " "Mr. “And you must please not look at me as though I were an executioner,” she declared lightly. ’ He nodded in the direction of her pistol. " "So have we all. We'll come back for that by and by, and the dressing-gown.
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