From the white beach the palms ran in serried rows quarter of a mile inland, then began a jungle of bamboo, gum-tree, sandalwood, plantain, huge fern, and choking grasses. All her life Martha had been there. Its walled heaved with black mildew and sea-salt. “You’re—I don’t know,” said Ann Veronica. “My God!” he said at last, with tremendous feeling, and then again, “My God!” Now that this thing was said her mind was clear and calm. ’ ‘To be sure I do,’ said Gerald swiftly.
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