She did not enter the cabin at once, but paused on the threshold and stared at the silent, recumbent figure in the bunk. There is a button loose on that coat under your pillow. There will be long stretches of idleness, heat, and enervation; and always the odour of drying coconut. ” He looked at her, his eyes illuminated by the glow of the dashboard. Tell me about your island.
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