I can pull the strings of this stiff-necked puppet as I please. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. A quick flush stained her cheeks. " "Rot! Mac, what do you suppose the natives used to call her? The Dawn Pearl!" McClintock wagged his Scotch head negatively. Wild of the circumstance.
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