. ’ ‘Yolande, my maid?’ ‘You don’t need a maid,’ Martha said stoutly. He grunted a little with effort, and she realised the gilt frame must be heavy. Annabel looked up and down the empty street, and then turned to her sister. He awoke, strangely content. I wish she wouldn’t look like that at us over her glasses. The dining saloon was done in mahogany and sandalwood, with eight cabins, four to port and four to starboard.
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