’ A derisive snort greeted this passage. " Some innate sense of balance told her that something was wrong with these tales. “How did you find me?” She asked. And as he gave back the portfolio to Sir Rowland he contrived, unobserved, to slip the precious document into his sleeve, and from thence into his pocket. He would go there. ” “And the people?” Brendon asked. "How would you like a job on a copra plantation?" he asked, irrelevantly to the thoughts crowding one another in his mind.
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