It had been her home for hundreds of years. “Time for my Patience,” she said. She sat there, a mark for boulevarders,
the unconscious object of numberless wondering glances. None at all. Sheppard. Ten years of military life had taught him caution,
but only strengthened a fearless zest for diving into any promising adventure
with unalloyed enjoyment. Ruth stared thoughtfully at the waiting coolies. “They seem smaller, you know, even physically smaller,” she said. He read "The Beachcombers" to McClintock that night after coffee; and when he
had done, the old trader nodded. Good-looking girl. I know who she is, and I know that she has been cheated
somehow by the people calling themselves Valade. There’s nothing a girl can do
that isn’t sweated to the bone.
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