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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 was extremely showily dressed, and her large hooped petticoat gave additional effect to her lofty stature. You seemed, he thought, to have some grievance which you would not explain and which he thought must arise from a misunderstanding. ‘Me, I have a name. ‘Laisse-moi,’ she panted, shifting wildly in his hold, so that he had all to do to keep her thus imprisoned. Suspicion was in his face.

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