You will have a bungalow to yourself," continued
McClintock, "and your morning meal will be your own affair. Before our marriage there will be no life between
you and the estates. Maybe the girl was telling the truth, and then again,
maybe she wasn't. It simply doesn’t count. I sit back now, letting life slip by and musing
upon it; and I find my loneliness sweet. “It’s not. "
"What's he know about copra and native talk?"
"Nothing, probably; but I'll wager he'll pick it all up fast enough. “What nonsense is this? What raving! My dear child, you DO live, you DO
exist! You have this home. It's as well to be on the safe side. "It only leads to the fencing crib," replied Wild.
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