“My dear Anna,” he answered. ‘Well?’ demanded Miss Froxfield, accepting a glass of lemonade proffered by a passing lackey. The sun was setting in spectacular multicolored streams beyond Whitefield Park. It was denied him, for as he closed his eyes—though but for an instant—the whole scene of his former visit to the place rose before him. His fingers slipped under the collar of her linen shift and he tore it open with a swipe. Everything proclaimed the mischievous propensities of the recent occupants of the chamber. Tell me what you think the island is like.
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