‘C’est ridicule. Surely our advice would have been worth having, at any rate. That was one of the mysterious qualities of this child of the lagoon: she had always at instant service that Oriental mask of impenetrable calm that no Occidental trick could dislodge. Place a pistol at my ear, and shoot me, if I've told you false. And then she fell into a musing about Capes. Thwart me, and I become your mortal enemy. When she finished her last cadence, Carolyn and Thomas begged her to play encores. ‘But—’ ‘Nothing at all for you to worry your head over,’ said the captain, moving to try and usher her forth. Wood turned to look at him.
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