" "Pearls!" "Sounds romantic, eh? Well, forty years ago the pearl game hereabouts was romantic; but there's only one real pearl region left—the Persian Gulf. Why should you want to shield him?" "I really don't know. But it was hopelessly hard to put. ’ A sudden clatter of booted feet sounded in the hall beyond. Forgive me?” She pleaded. A thing which had mystified her since childhood, a smouldering wonder why it should be, and until now she had never felt the urge to investigate. At the present moment she was living in a world of her own creation, a carnival of brave men and fair women, characters out of the tales she had so newly read for the first time. They had much to talk about, or rather Miss Prudence had. Free! All the fine ecstasy, without the numbing terror.
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