‘Gérard!’ Before she could react to this new menace, the captain spun round. She had in her suitcase a small scrapbook, only a few pages, what little information she had gathered on him through the years. “You poor little girl!” he cried. He went over her features one by one in his mind. All through that brief but measureless space of time during which wonder kept him silent, as fear did her, she cowered there, a limp helpless object. Gerald, meanwhile, was off hunting up these lawyers, together with your son, ma’am—’ turning to Mrs Sindlesham ‘—and you know the outcome of that. Perhaps he had had money in the coat, back in Hong-Kong, and had been robbed without knowing it. It might be dangerous to thwart him. Let's get to Hong-Kong, James, and hit the high spots while there is time. "All my life I've dreamed of something like this," he said, divertingly, with a gesture which included the yacht.
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