Excerpt from Wild, Wild Heart
The driver of the service car having deposited Ann, her hatbox, her two suitcases, and her cabin trunk, in front of the Omoana Hotel, swung round and made for the little iron-roofed post office, where he proceeded to throw out the canvas mail bags.
But Ann was no longer interested in the service car. She stood on the veranda of the two-storied wooden building, feeling very hot in the afternoon sunshine and wonde...
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