CHAPTER XXV Spurlock pushed back his helmet and sat down in the white sand, buckling his knees and folding his arms around them—pondering. “I shall never marry,” said Ann Veronica, resolutely; “I’m not the sort. What is it? Good God!” An unhappy little smile parted her lips. Retracing his steps, he arrived, without further accident, at the eastern platform of the starling.
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