It was a motor accident—a fatal motor accident the evening papers called it. Both these ladies possessed considerable personal attractions. It is most uncomfortable for every one concerned. "I think the natives saw you coming out of the lagoon, one dawn. "Bravo, Poll!" cried Jack, who having again pinioned Shotbolt, was now tracing a few hasty lines on a sheet of paper. "I don't know his name. Do you know, Ann Veronica, it is all a lie about your birth certificate; a forgery—and fooling at that.
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