Single pearls— Lord knows where they come from!—are always turning up, some of them of fine lustre; but I never set eyes on them. It was a port of call, since fortnightly a British mail-boat dropped her mudhook in the bay. Then a bit of colour flowed into his sunken white cheeks.
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