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“Ruin me? For what? Posterity? How could you ruin me, Lucy? What on earth are you talking about?” He got up and began to pace the room. All at once he recollected the fact that McClintock's copra plantation was down that way, somewhere in the South Seas; had an island of his own. "It was that song that put it into my head to cut my name on the beam. . "Be silent," said Jonathan, in a menacing whisper.
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