The Dawn Pearl; how well they had named her! The pearl without price—his and not his! He took her arm and drew it under his; and together they went down the veranda steps. ‘Charvill?’ uttered Roding frowningly. For this he was prepared; but he was not prepared for the almost insurmountable obstacles which it presented. They walked across a moat of pea gravel that crunched like noisy cereal under their feet. She was trying to bring her problems to a head, and her mind insisted upon being even more discursive and atmospheric than usual.
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