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She went into premature labor. The night was now advancing, and the party began to think of separating. The agony on the sands now ceased to puzzle her. The boy would naturally attract the women, if the women were at all romantic. She had, by the magic of recollection, set the picture of the typhoon between herself and her table companions: the terrible rollers thundering on the white shore, the deafening bellow of the wind, the bending and snapping palms, the thatches of the native huts scattering inland, the blur of sand dust, and those two outcasts defying the elements. " "And why not?" asked Kneebone, eagerly. ‘Oh, my God, Melusine, what have I done?’ Melusine shook her head. The moment he was out in the hall, Ruth sat up hugging and rocking her body in delight.
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