I will make her my Grail, and some day, perhaps, if God wills, she shall become my wife!’” He looked very hard before him as he said this, and his voice was full of deep feeling. Then his beard was of a reddish hue, and his complexion warm and sanguine. The odour of coconut prevailed, delicately but abidingly; for, save for the occasioned pleasure junket, The Tigress was a copra carrier, shell and fibre. A dozen books lay upon the counterpane. It was a sovereign easily earned.
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