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" His demeanour was polished; his manners singularly affable and gentle; and he was remarkable, for the generosity of his temper. ‘I can take care of myself, bête. The odour of coconut prevailed, delicately but abidingly; for, save for the occasioned pleasure junket, The Tigress was a copra carrier, shell and fibre. It was hard to gain weight when you hated to eat. ‘Why, that’s it. She could feel her face turning beet red.
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