Look in the small hide-bound book that he keeps in his boot. She dropped a flower—it’s in my pocket-book now. A spot of colour, brighter than any rouge, burned on her cheeks. Spurlock had seen Rollo heading for the jungle, and for some reason he could not explain the incident had bothered him. "Come—the kiss!" cried Austin, endeavouring to pass his arm familiarly round the Amazon's waist. Gerald lost his head. I'll call for you after lunch.
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