" "I tell 'ee what, landlord," observed the old sailor, quietly replenishing his pipe from a huge pewter tobacco-box, as the waterman and Wood quitted the house, "you've said good-b'ye to your friend. You shall have a house out at Balham or Sydenham, and two servants. But she perceived that to tell Manning of her Ramage adventures as they had happened would be like tarring figures upon a water-color. Pearls in the dawn light, flashing and burning! "You don't like your island?" "I hate it!… But, there!"—weariness edging in. The island was snake-free.
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