‘But on the off chance—slim, I grant you —that there is a spy down there, I don’t want to miss the fun. It was thought, however, if the skipper could have been found, that the result of the case would have been materially different. He swore that I was his wife, that chance had given me to him at last. Then perhaps I shall send for him if he has not forgotten. “It would have been rash and unwise,” she said at the end of a meditation. Notwithstanding her emaciation, her features still retained something of a pleasing expression, and might have been termed beautiful, had it not been for that repulsive freshness of lip denoting the habitual dram-drinker; a freshness in her case rendered the more shocking from the almost livid hue of the rest of her complexion. She watched them sleep for what seemed hours from the high window until her body grew colder than the stone sill she perched upon. But, perhaps, you'll first accompany me to my dwelling for a moment, that we may arrange our accounts before we start. For a few minutes all was silent.
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