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The odour of coconut prevailed, delicately but abidingly; for, save for the occasioned pleasure junket, The Tigress was a copra carrier, shell and fibre. On a sudden, a change came over her countenance, which, up to this moment, had worn a smiling and satisfied expression. “Even Katy Pfister can’t touch you now. He sprung out of the driver’s side and ran to her door. Do you think we could manage that old clothesman between us, if we got out of this box?" "I'd manage him myself, if my arms were free," replied Thames, boldly. She peered into the darkness. Manning leaned forward on the table, talking discursively on the probable brilliance of their married life. It now came to him with an added thrill how well she had told her story; simply and directly, no skipping, no wandering hither and yon: from the first hour she could remember, to the night she had fled in the proa, a clear sustained narrative.
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