He succeeded so well that by the time he asked for her name once more, she fluttered her lashes as coquettishly as ever. On the bench was set a quartern measure of gin, a crust of bread, and a slice of cheese. She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground. " Neither man spoke. Presently he reached out and laid his hand upon Spurlock's motionless shoulders. There was a trader—a man who bought copra and pearls.
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