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In one of the cabins a man sat on the edge of his narrow bunk. His gangling body was clothed in rusty twill trousers and a long black seersucker coat, buttoned to the throat, around which ran a collar which would have marked him the world over as a man of the Word. She was the consummate mother, even when extremely tired, she missed nothing. It’s the feinting tricks you have to watch for. For five days The Tigress chugged her way across the burnished South China, grumpily, as if she resented this meddling with her destiny. In military circles, highly exaggerated tales of Major Alderley’s derring-do were bruited from lip to lip and passed on to raw recruits to strengthen morale. She was a woman now to the tips of her fingers; she had said good-bye to her girlhood in the old garden four years and a quarter ago. " This expression was old in Ruth's ears.
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