CHAPTER XXV Spurlock pushed back his helmet and sat down in the white sand, buckling his knees and folding his arms around them—pondering. Hitchings, who seem to be absolutely engrossed in one another, and a boy of about seventeen, who no sooner got here than he discovered that he wanted to see a man in the promenade and disappeared. As concertmaster, it was Lucy’s duty to seat the orchestra as well as tune them. A common rage flushed their faces. Go on and tell me.
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