"Yes, now," rejoined the infuriated dame; "perhaps, I may never have another opportunity. I'll put you aboard The Tigress to-morrow after sundown. She looked more than her sixty odd years, in spite of a still lush head of black hair, streaked with a little grey, which was visible under her cap and of immediate interest to Gerald. She had never had a real doll.
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