Her grave fine face, her warm clear complexion, had already aroused his curiosity as he had gone to and fro in Morningside Park, and here suddenly he was near to her and talking freely and intimately. Behind her stood Caliban, chuckling to himself, and grinning from ear to ear. "How would you like a job on a copra plantation?" he asked, irrelevantly to the thoughts crowding one another in his mind. This had well nigh been the case with the carpenter. Forgetting the dark thoughts of his last brush with the girl, he dropped the dagger back in his pocket, quickened his pace, and went back into the house to look for his hostess.
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