Poor soul! she nearly died when she heard he had robbed his master; and it might have been well if she had done so, for she never afterwards recovered her reason. I wouldn't trust a Malay, not if he were reared in the Vatican. He leaned towards her as though anxious to see more of her face than that faint delicate profile gleaming like marble in the uncertain light. Conscience was always digging sudden pits for his feet and common sense ridiculing his fears. . “We must go.
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