. ’ Melusine fought down the raw emotion that threatened to overwhelm her and drew a steadying breath. "Good-bye!" For a moment Ruth was tempted to fling herself against the withered bosom; but long since she had learned repression. The odour of coconut prevailed, delicately but abidingly; for, save for the occasioned pleasure junket, The Tigress was a copra carrier, shell and fibre. " "I will be there," answered Trenchard, gloomily.
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