"I have a token to deliver to you," continued the stranger, addressing her. ‘How could I know that it is you?’ She peered at him in the darkness. It was a precious thing, a beautiful cabochon—do you know what that is?” “What’s a cabochon?” “It’s a precious jewel that doesn’t have facets yet. . . You have changed from the veriest butterfly to a woman—you wear different clothes, you have the air of another world. There!" Out of the dark unruffled sapphire of the lagoon came vertical flashes of burning silver, singly and in groups. One thing may be a necessary collateral of the others. There was first the Avenue, which ran in a consciously elegant curve from the railway station into an undeveloped wilderness of agriculture, with big, yellow brick villas on either side, and then there was the pavement, the little clump of shops about the postoffice, and under the railway arch was a congestion of workmen’s dwellings. ’ Fire enveloped Charvill’s mind and he brought up his cane, pointed like a musket.
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