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Grimly Hilary smiled to himself at the effect of Gerald’s name. "The Dawn Pearl," he said. She had fallen asleep on the wooden bed, uncaring of lice or bedbugs. Here we go, thought Gerald. Her cargo is nearly shipped. Wood's reception of the widow, who, at that moment, was ushered into the room by Winifred, was not particularly kind and encouraging. " "Look at it, then," said Wild, giving him the portfolio.
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