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Far down was a shining, many-coloured
nebulous cloud descending; out of it peered Edith's face,
disappearing; her eyes stared up at me--and she vanished!
"'Edith!' I cried again. 'Edith, come back to me!'
"And then a darkness fell upon me. I remember running back through
the shimmering corridors and out into the courtyard. Reason had left
me. When it returned I was far out at sea in our boat wholly estranged
from civilization. A day later I was picked up by the schooner in
which I came to Port Moresby.
"I have formed a plan; you must hear it, Goodwin--" He fell upon his
berth. I bent over him. Exhaustion and the relief of telling his story
had been too much for him. He slept like the dead.
All that night I watched over him. When dawn broke I went to my room
to get a little sleep myself. But my slumber was haunted.
The next day the storm was unabated. Throckmartin came to me at
lunch. He had regained much of his old alertness.
"Come to my cabin," he said. There, he stripped his shirt from him.


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