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From: Beatrice Navarro
Subject: [Bug-sweater] flash flood
Date: Fri, 25 Aug 2006 18:00:06 -0500

Miss Minerva thought the woman hesitated a second.
Its graven on my memory, smiled John Quincy. During all her time in Honolulu she had never given them athought before. Nor any other of these bright-colored lands my poor old feet musttread.
I didnt approve of his manner of living, and wewent separate ways. I was here only until eight-thirty, she told him, when I went to aluau with some friends. I couldnt help overhearing the conversation.
Just to show you how glad Honolulu is youve come at last.
For the first time she thought of Barbara. Chans little eyeswidened at mention of that.
He stood for a moment regardinghis fathers picture on the wall. Humbly asking pardon to mentionit, I detect in your eyes slight flame of hostility.
And how furious he had been when,last Wednesday, he received a cable from Roger.
Polynesia with a privatestill and all the other benefits of the white mans civilization. That sort of wild reckless talk never did make a hit with John Quincy. What thoughts, Miss Minerva wondered, were passingthrough the mind of that stern unbending Puritan? One month ago he gives it to a womandown the beach.
Never, answered Egan, without raising his voice. TheSouth Seas with a collar on, driving a Ford car. How long did it take you to reach here, Mr.

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