I’ve had the rarest luck and fallen on my feet. It was a port of call, since fortnightly a British mail-boat dropped her mudhook in the bay. If only she had thought to plunge the scissors into her own heart! Hoddy … to return and find her either gone or dead! But even as the Wastrel's arms gathered her, there came the sound of hurrying steps on the veranda.
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