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About nine o'clock, an immense mob collected before the Lodge at Newgate. When they were going home she asked her mother why she and Gwen and Alice had cried. I didn't expect you home before that hour, Sir. ‘Who has begun this but you?’ Gerald barely heard her. Although she did not understand why he persisted in this pursuit of her affairs. She had, by the magic of recollection, set the picture of the typhoon between herself and her table companions: the terrible rollers thundering on the white shore, the deafening bellow of the wind, the bending and snapping palms, the thatches of the native huts scattering inland, the blur of sand dust, and those two outcasts defying the elements.
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