CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. ’ ‘Very well, Melusine, you win,’ Gerald said unguardedly, and dug his hand into his pocket. I don't want her hurt. But her request was unheeded. Fifty sent home. Life’s hard enough nowadays for an unprotected male. He opened it—just off-hand, and then when he saw what it was he hit at the table and sent his soup spoon flying and splashing on to the tablecloth. The lady had disappeared.
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