" "God forbid!" exclaimed Wood, fervently; and, as if afraid of prolonging the interview, he added, with some precipitation, "But I must be going: I've stayed here too long already. The tourist season would soon be at ebb, and it would be late in September before the tide returned. Pole coolies came joggling along with bobbing blocks of jade—white jade, splashed and veined with translucent emerald green. It exists because of the efforts of hundreds of volunteers and donations from people in all walks of life. When is the game?\" She did her best to overhaul her own appearance for 63 the greater part of an hour, blotting lips, fluffing the brush over her face. It was a spring-tide at half ebb; and the current, which was running fast and furiously, bore him instantly away. She heard him crash against it, and turned the key in the lock.
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