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"That's well," replied Wild, entering the house, and fastening the door. " "But I'm used to that, Hoddy," she said, eagerly. “Does he ever ask about me?” She asked, feeling like a cuckolded old maid. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. The island had evidently grown round this lagoon, approached it gradually from the volcanic upheaval—an island of coral and lava.
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