CHAPTER XXIII Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. She looked from Anna, who was far too nice-looking to be travelling about alone, to that reassuring pile of luggage, and wrinkled her brows thoughtfully. Brendon looked across the room at her thoughtfully. He drew both his pistols, and prepared for a desperate encounter. ’ ‘Alone, miss?’ ‘Certainly alone. Surely he was imagining this picture. ” A fair-haired young Englishman looked up from the depths of his easy chair. “It’s very good,” she said. ’ ‘Precisely,’ Gerald repeated. Why should some things and not others open the deeps?” “Well, that might, after all, be an outcome of selection—like the preference for blue flowers, which are not nearly so bright as yellow, of some insects.
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