2. I cannot go on. ’ There was a kind of aching hunger in Gerald’s gaze. He tasted like cinders and ash, but not of smoke. Wood's famous 'prentice?" "What apprentice?" asked the stranger, in surprise. Almost simultaneously they burst out laughing. He was a small, dark, reserved man, with a large inflexiblelooking convex forehead, and his wife was very pink and high-spirited, with one of those chins that pass insensibly into a full, strong neck. But never mind that," said McClintock grinning as he drew the dish of bread-fruit toward him. For days I have been undecided as to whether I would come to you or no. ” He left the room, and she stood motionless, with flaming cheeks, listening to his retreating footsteps.
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