One morning he caught her hand suddenly and kissed it. ‘Anyhow, never mind that now. In each pause she could sense his growing trepidation. Presently he caught her puzzled glance, and recollected himself, turning on the charm again. 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. ’ ‘Oh, have you?’ grunted Gerald, surprising in himself a surge of some odd emotion at these words. Smith's solitary orb followed in the same direction. " "There is a great art in it, if you did," quoth he. Just then—I was nervous.
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