CHAPTER II. She hated it, she hated the mission-house; she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. "We have him!" cried Jonathan, hurrying down the steps. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. Of course, girls repeat phrases and opinions of which they cannot possibly understand the meaning.
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