She had,
by the magic of recollection, set the picture of the typhoon between herself and
her table companions: the terrible rollers thundering on the white shore, the
deafening bellow of the wind, the bending and snapping palms, the thatches of
the native huts scattering inland, the blur of sand dust, and those two outcasts
defying the elements. 5. "
So saying, he left the room. But Jack did not heed them. "
"Make good your assertions," cried Trenchard, furiously, "or——"
"To the proof," interrupted the stranger, calmly. I
believe I have always been in love with you. "
"Oh, Heaven!" exclaimed Jack. ‘And it is not only a question
of her identity, but a matter of her life as well. I—I hurt myself.
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