But Sheppard took no notice of the exclamation. CHAPTER XXV Spurlock pushed back his helmet and sat down in the white sand, buckling his knees and folding his arms around them—pondering. Only in the sunshine; they would not answer my whistle on cloudy days. They were now both in a state of unprecedented physical fitness. "There's another instance of your wilfulness and want of taste. " "I'm sure I'm very sorry.
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