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The Island Pharisees

CHAPTER XI
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Here was the embodiment of all he had desired for weeks.

He could not tell what was behind that smile of hers--passionate aching or only some ideal, some chaste and glacial intangibility.

It seemed to be shining past him into the gloomy station.

There was no trembling and uncertainty, no rage of possession in that brilliant smile; it had the gleam of fixedness, like the smiling of a star.

What did it matter?
She was there, beautiful as a young day, and smiling at him; and she was his, only divided from him by a space of time.


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