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"Ja," answered Van; "at a minut's nodish. It was maddening to be made to feel that he was in any way the inferior of this cool, self-possessed young woman, whose eyes seemed for a moment to scintillate with scorn. He reached for her and she stroked his head soothingly as his mother had done a few times when he had suffered bad fevers. But the world didn’t do that. ’ ‘But—’ ‘You’ll get her all over blood again. " "As like as life, Sir," observed Austin, peeping over Thornhill's shoulder at the portrait. The odour of coconut prevailed, delicately but abidingly; for, save for the occasioned pleasure junket, The Tigress was a copra carrier, shell and fibre. “You must remember,” she said, “that you yourself are responsible for your altered looks.
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