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She wanted to think of him as her beloved person, to be near him and watch him, to have him going about, doing this and that, saying this and that, unconscious of her, while she too remained unconscious of herself. The spinsters—who on the morrow would vanish out of the girl's life for ever—had already left their imprint upon her imagination. Never any doubt of it. ” “I think, Mr. \" She said, bashful. Heard of your last escape. There was a trader—a man who bought copra and pearls. You can’t look me in the eyes and say you don’t care for me. She emerged with a white face and wide-open eyes upon a little, red-lit landing. “Quite right,” she said.
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