" "There's a funny idea in my head. " "Pearls!" "Sounds romantic, eh? Well, forty years ago the pearl game hereabouts was romantic; but there's only one real pearl region left—the Persian Gulf. " "A lie!" exclaimed Jack in a terrible tone. He backed away from her. Something, I'm convinced, has happened to the boys. “At a boarding-house?” he gasped. ’ Chapter Twelve In the elegantly appointed blue saloon, Melusine sat disconsolate, gazing out of the window at the dull sky. To these she added the wine and spirits directed, and when all was arranged looked inquisitively at her master.
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