Ain't we, partner?" he added, appealing to Langley, whom punch had made rather dozy. I thought that he was dead. There was a brief pause, a crowded pause, between them. Amiable and good-looking. He did not so much cut into this conversation as loom over it, for he was a tall, if rather studiously stooping, man. "Where did you pick it up?" "I believe I told you; at Yale. That was one of the mysterious qualities of this child of the lagoon: she had always at instant service that Oriental mask of impenetrable calm that no Occidental trick could dislodge.
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