White looked mysteriously about the room as though to be sure that no one was listening. " "It's a hopeless job," grumbled Blueskin, "and harm will come of it. By the light of a torch borne at the stern of the hostile wherry, he saw that the pursuers had approached within a short distance of the object of their quest. Why? Love was a word of God's, and yet her father had denied it—denied it to the Book, denied it to his own flesh and blood. It was a precious thing, a beautiful cabochon—do you know what that is?” “What’s a cabochon?” “It’s a precious jewel that doesn’t have facets yet. She had come across the wicked South Seas which were still infested with cannibals; she had seen drunkenness and called men beachcombers; who was this moment as innocent as a babe, and in the next uttered some bitter wisdom it had taken a thousand years of philosophy to evolve. "Tell me, what did they call you?" "Well, the old Kanaka cook used to call me the Golden One, but the natives called me the Dawn Pearl. I am sorry, but you have spoilt me.
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