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Wood. I don’t want you to talk to me now. You have your work before you, and I——” He kissed her on the lips. "Here I am, Captain," cried a voice from without. In Singapore that had been her only dissipation: a dozen pairs of silk stockings. “What did it matter?” she cried.
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