That’s— that’s my private life. “John! Welcome! Happy Thanksgiving!” Cathy cried, ushering him deeper into the house. I don’t care if you never tell me any of your secrets. She shook her head, almost breaking a smile. CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. She was about to rush to his side, when she saw his clenched hands rise and fall upon the sand repeatedly. “It’s too bad. It is bad policy. John introduced the tall boy.
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