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With a swirl of her floral chintz petticoats, she placed herself in the capacious window seat, accepted the glass Gerald handed to her, and smiled mischievously up at him. I don’t mind it. There was a trader—a man who bought copra and pearls. “Dear friend,” she said, “do you not think that you are breaking an unspoken compact? I am very sorry.
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