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If it hadn’t been for Professor Russell standing up for him, they say he would have had to leave. She looked at him confusedly, his black hair glinting under the dim lights. In response to an almost imperative gesture from the nurse, Anna laid her hand upon his. He was indeed still in the throes of his bewilderment. The stores, the drying bins, McClintock's bungalows and the native huts sprawled around an exquisite landlocked lagoon. This formidable person, who was no other than the renowned Figg, the "Atlas of the sword," as he is termed by Captain Godfrey, had removed his hat and "skull covering," and was wiping the heat from his bepatched and closeshaven pate. The features were indistinct, but was that not a halo of white about it? And the dark shadow below, was that a cloak, or the habit of a nun? Skirting the dancing, from which he had taken a breather—not from lack of energy, but to escape the inanities of the young ladies he had partnered—Gerald made his way to a side door in the saloon and opened it. "To be plain, then," said Winifred, "he has asked me whether I have any objection to you as a mother. I had to sell out, you see, when my father died, for the estate is in my hands. I've seen him often do it. "I don't understand you, gentlemen," stammered he, at length.

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