That held his thought as the magnet holds the needle, inescapably. "No; we never had one; at least, I never saw it. “Don’t you know, child, that this is torture for me? What in God’s name more can you have to tell me?” Her face had become almost like a marble image. Even now, during the recurring doubts of the future, the thought of the island was repellent.
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