"He's not to blame," said Jack, rising. " "Oh, that!" He raised his head, staring at her in blank astonishment. The odour of coconut prevailed, delicately but abidingly; for, save for the occasioned pleasure junket, The Tigress was a copra carrier, shell and fibre. Time was moving so fast, she could no longer count the days since Gosse had come to her with his preposterous suggestion at the Coq d’Or, where they were staying and where he had robbed her and left her and Martha to their fate. He drew compellingly upon his new characters to keep him out of this melancholy channel; but they ebbed and ebbed; he could not hold them. It felt wonderful and golden to bask in the sunlight of their approval, even if their approval was fickle and dangerous. Sheppard let fall her basket.
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