Retreating as quickly as he could, Jack opened the first door he came to, entered a room, and searching in the dark for some place of concealment, fortunately discovered a skreen, behind which he crept. And yet to Spurlock it was only the title of a story he would some day write. From the white beach the palms ran in serried rows quarter of a mile inland, then began a jungle of bamboo, gum-tree, sandalwood, plantain, huge fern, and choking grasses. “You are the type that I want to marry someday, you’ve got a beautiful body, such pretty eyes. He seldom spoke, and drank with a persistence that was sinister. Jack did not advance to meet her.
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