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. He remained standing by the stem of the proa, his glance roving investigatingly. Her glance, absorbing the gilt letters and their significance, communicated to her poised body a species of paralysis. Gosse sneered. Her father, her own father! She remembered now a verse from the Psalms her father had always been quoting; but now she recited it with perfect understanding. It was a port of call, since fortnightly a British mail-boat dropped her mudhook in the bay.
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