She was too delicate, too fragile to survive out there. There will be long stretches of idleness, heat, and enervation; and always the odour of drying coconut. Wood lifted up his hands in mute despair. "Can't!" repeated his mother. "Ireton, as you captured him, the reward is yours. Cocking the gun. "Well?" he whispered. There was granite in her face and agate in her eyes.
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