She laughed till the tears stood in her eyes. 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. Ramage went up the Avenue, and she hurried along the path with a beating heart and a disagreeable sense of unsolved problems in her mind. "No, lad," said McClintock, his tone becoming kindly. Her eyes travelled about the room as if in appeal to the very chairs. ’ Charvill eyed the girl with resentment. Had she too been flying from something and had accepted this method of escape? But what frying-pan could be equal to this fire? All this led him back to the original circle. “No thanks, Cathy.
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