Are you satisfied?’ Grudgingly, Jack Kimble took back the coins. To-morrow I'll wire Cook's and the American Express in Hong-Kong to see if there is any mail. She did not have to investigate that his door was locked. Applying his ear to the keyhole, Jack listened, but could detect no sound. His shoulders relaxed and his gaze wavered. She further suspected that he might find a servant to dally with in the meantime, if he had not already. There was only one clean spot in the picture—the ship's wash (all white) that fluttered on a line stretched between the two masts. “Hey, John.
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