He remained listening attentively. He played variations on this theme for the better part of an hour. ‘I see that Leonardo was right. It was one of those old sliding trap affairs, narrow and steep of descent. The Dawn Pearl! To be with her constantly, with no diversions to serve as barricades! Damn McClintock for putting this thought in his head—that Ruth loved him! He flung himself upon the beach, face downward, his outflung hands digging into the sand: which was oddly like his problem—he could not grip it. " "I remember now!" interrupted McClintock. And his scarlet coat had nothing to do with it, as Hilary was fond of recounting, for he had been in civilian clothes when they met, as he was tonight.
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