"Let it pass. It was warm, shielding, comforting, and what was more, full of understanding. She spoke slowly. But Miss Miniver was highly unsatisfactory. You would be alarmed of how sulphurous it is, how sickeningly sweet. But oh, how weary I am! I know. The odour of coconut prevailed, delicately but abidingly; for, save for the occasioned pleasure junket, The Tigress was a copra carrier, shell and fibre. " "Have it, and welcome," rejoined Figg.
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