"But I'm a blackguard, too, Ruth. The air was sweet with the smoky perfume of myrrh, hazy and dense with incense. I had a sort of idea,” he went on, “that you were starting life all over again, and it seemed awfully plucky. From then until four in the afternoon there was nothing to do—the whole island went to sleep. "Insult you! not I;" returned Figg. But, perhaps, you'll first accompany me to my dwelling for a moment, that we may arrange our accounts before we start. “I want some advice,” said Ann Veronica.
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