From the white beach the palms ran in serried rows quarter of a mile inland, then began a jungle of bamboo, gum-tree, sandalwood, plantain, huge fern, and choking grasses. “Who?” She asked. ‘You do not believe me?’ ‘I do not. You'll find her at Black Mary's Hole. "You'd have hit it off better if you'd called her The Sow. Directly in range stood the strange young man, although he was at the far side of the loft.
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