The wheel and the navigating instruments were sternward, under a spread of heavy canvas, a protection against rain and sun. From the centre of the ceiling hung a replica of the temple lamp in the Taj Mahal. So am I. The girl who had just left the room was as great a mystery to him now as on the afternoon when he had met her in Piccadilly and taken her to tea. Had he had the child to think of, he might have recovered from his grief at Mary’s death.
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