" "Pearls!" "Sounds romantic, eh? Well, forty years ago the pearl game hereabouts was romantic; but there's only one real pearl region left—the Persian Gulf. Pramlay received them in the pretty chintz drawing-room, which opened by French windows on the trim garden, with its croquet lawn, its tennis-net in the middle distance, and its remote rose alley lined with smart dahlias and flaming sunflowers. " "That's right, Captain," cried Blueskin. Edgeworth Bess and Poll Maggot are dying to see you. And you are something of a heroine, too. She ought to be softened and tender and confidential at this phase of her life. “I’m glad you’re all right,” he said, “because we want you to do us a favour. ‘It is all the fault of that lantern. That's why I'm so anxious to get her to a haven. Then he threw the letter at me. Manning, in his entirely different dialect, indorsed her brother Roddy’s view of things. ’ ‘Yes, indeed,’ agreed Lucilla enthusiastically.
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