CHAPTER XXI McClintock's island was twelve miles long and eight miles wide, with the shape of an oyster. And now you must go back, take up your work and think all this over. ” “Hampstead didn’t suit Lady Ferringhall,” Ennison remarked. The south-east end of the island was hillocky, with volcanic subsoil. . She stood looking down upon him with dilated eyes. “Really?” “Would not let it go. And it is not at all his affair. " "Have you told him so?" she inquired, reproachfully. He was conscious of a peculiar pleasure in sitting there and thinking of those few hours which already were becoming to assume a definite importance in his mind—a place curiously apart from those dry-as-dust images which had become the gods of his prosaic life. Furious shouting, and the thunder of running feet. Poor girl! she was beautiful once; so beautiful as to make me, who care little for the allurements of women, fancy myself enamoured of her.
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