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Don’t be afraid that I shall stunt it. ’
This was Leonardo’s philosophy. 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. ‘I want a word with you, my lad. He reached for her, and she struck savagely. "
"How so?" inquired Winifred. The young lady with frizzled hair, whom Brendon had pointed out to her as Miss
Ellicot, leaned forward from her hostess’s side. When she awoke she felt as if she were adrift on a soft
cloud through a golden sky.
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