His diminutive hand flew out from behind his back like a wounded bird. ‘Dieu du ciel, for what do you take me?’ ‘I don’t know,’ he threw at her. No man knew whence she had come nor why. The doctor here says he can get you aboard to-morrow night. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. Michelle winked at her and left to join the gathering of seats in the center of the theater. “I will take my chance.
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