There will be long stretches of idleness, heat, and enervation; and always the odour of drying coconut. On a small shelf near the foot of the bed stood a couple of empty phials, a cracked ewer and basin, a brown jug without a handle, a small tin coffee-pot without a spout, a saucer of rouge, a fragment of looking-glass, and a flask, labelled "Rosa Solis. " "Never count your chickens till they're hatched," observed Mrs. 4.
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