"No offence," returned Jonathan. The odour of coconut prevailed, delicately but abidingly; for, save for the occasioned pleasure junket, The Tigress was a copra carrier, shell and fibre. She glanced at the Frenchman, and found him struggling with the portrait that was embedded around his scalp. He left that arid rule clear of the least mist of refinement or delicacy.
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