"All right," replied Sheppard, with affected indifference. Imbecile. "I am not," replied Thames; "but I insist upon your taking it back at once. "Well, lad, supposing you read what the editor has to say?" was McClintock's suggestion, when the frolic was over. The odour of coconut prevailed, delicately but abidingly; for, save for the occasioned pleasure junket, The Tigress was a copra carrier, shell and fibre. At first Spurlock tasted coconut in his eggs, in what meat he ate; it permeated everything, taste and smell. Lord knew why he had any interest in an impertinent girl who would certainly have spit him with that dagger! He reached into his pocket and brought it out, examining it in the increasing light as he slowly made his way back up the terrace.
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