But I
am sick of tearing up letters and hopeless of getting what I have to say better
said. To
lose was death, quickly and mercilessly delivered. He was all alone, like herself. I am sure. You don’t want to miss the sport. We looked upon you, my dear
Sir John, with reverence, almost with awe. "Well, how goes
it?" he asked. ‘She’s gone. She possessed
it, astonishing fact! She had summoned this energy so continuously during the
past four weeks that now it was abiding; she knew that it would always be with
her, on guard. "
So she told him the adventure of the two beachcombers in the typhoon, and how
they became regenerated by their magnificent courage.
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