All at once he recollected the fact that McClintock's copra plantation was down that way, somewhere in the South Seas; had an island of his own. Gerald kicked the panelled wall in frustration. "But I wish her hand had been as deadly as yours. " "Rely on me," rejoined Kneebone. I have taken bullets and lived, and even a silver one wouldn’t do much. ‘That’s right, you bone idle do-nothings. But no; she must step warily.
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