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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. Gerald doubted there would be many eager suitors, even assuming the comtesse was keen to marry off her daughter to a foreign protestant. He began to tell me something—and stopped. She herself, and one other there, recognized the interposition of something akin to tragedy. " And he strode out of the place. It is I who took the burden of your misdeeds upon my shoulders that you might become Lady Ferringhall. They must have a key. She had gone into Morgan's one afternoon for a bag of salt.
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