” He called for a hansom. "Take a drop of brandy before we start, watchman," said Wood, pouring out a glass of spirit, and presenting it to Terence, who smacked his lips as he disposed of it. “Oh, you know,” she said. “Who’ll mind the baby nar?” was one of the night’s inspirations, and very frequent. She turned to face him and he kissed her. "How would you like a job on a copra plantation?" he asked, irrelevantly to the thoughts crowding one another in his mind.
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