’ ‘His daughter, ma’am?’ Gerald asked. ’ Martha got up with a swish of her black habit. She looked paler than ever; but her countenance, though bewildered, did not exhibit the alarm which might naturally have been anticipated from the strange and perplexing scene presented to her view. The odour of coconut prevailed, delicately but abidingly; for, save for the occasioned pleasure junket, The Tigress was a copra carrier, shell and fibre. There was nothing to replace the all important letter from her father.
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