She
answered him almost coldly. The same look she had often seen in the eyes of the
drunken beachcombers her father had brought home, and it had not filled her
with horror. CHAPTER XXIII
Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. If he keeps
his word, I'll keep mine. That night in his den he smoked many pipes. This heroine ruled an island which (in the '80s) was rich with shell—pearl-shell;
and she fought pearl thievers and marauding beachcombers, fought them with
weapons and with woman's guile. “You appear,” she said, without any sign of anger in her tone, and with unruffled
composure, “to be a very impertinent person. This is part of a dream—
some evil fancy. ‘I feared as much. But since you assure me you didn't write the letters, and Mr. ‘What you can
do, Lucy, rather than make enquiries, is introduce me to this comte and
comtesse.
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