The same night he met Meddoes and Drummond together, the latter over from Paris on a week’s leave from the Embassy. It was a moment or two before Gerald realised that he could feel the fluttering of her pulse beneath the light touch he had on her wrist, and that her fingers were trembling in his. Sheppard made an effort to speak, but her voice was choked by emotion. A native sold his supply of nuts in exchange for cloth, tobacco and so forth. She walked through the office to the door, aimlessly. "Have nine years so changed me, that there is no trace left of your adopted son?" "God bless me!" ejaculated the carpenter, rubbing his eyes, "can—can it be?" "Surely," screamed Mrs.
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