Lucy collapsed to the floor in a sob. ‘This is not a place for a man. His deduction was correct that the beauty of Ruth Enschede could not remain hidden long even on a forgotten isle. I went off to round up his wife. Their journey had made them indolent, the afternoon was warm, and it seemed impossible to breathe a sweeter air. “You can’t think that I’m fool enough to be put off like this. \"Josh Durkin?\" Lucy whispered loudly. Perhaps you'll give me in return some token, by which I may remind you of this occurrence, in case we meet again. There were cakes and sandwiches—for Ennison a sort of Elysian feast, long to be remembered. Even the stars were strangers. She might even forgive him. The lady's name's engraved inside, but so small I can scarcely read it. It was not a cambric curtain Ruth had drawn across that part of her life: it was of iron.
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