” “I think,” Lady Lescelles said, putting down her teacup, “that I must send Nigel to plead his own cause. CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. He looked like an animated skeleton that someone had hung a smelly 105 brown beard upon. He rested his brow on his hand and conveyed magnificent tragedy by his pose.
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