’ *** It must have been fate, Gerald decided, near an hour later, staring intently at the closed French windows on the raised alcove that led out to the terrace. ‘Wait for me. The funeral procession had now approached the grave, around which many of the congregation, who were deeply interested by the sad ceremonial, had gathered. I have a hundred of them—mixed blood—on my island, and they are always rooking me. He had something across his knees. He was scarcely concealed when he heard the horsemen, who perceived they had overshot their mark, ride back. McClintock's heart went out to Spurlock; he would always be the boy's friend, even though he had dragged this girl on to the rocks with him. This done, she waited at the side of the bed; but he gave no sign that he was conscious of her nearness.
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