. " Spurlock closed his eyes. For a moment she remained silent. There’s no sense in morality, I suppose, unless you are fundamentally immoral. The odour of coconut prevailed, delicately but abidingly; for, save for the occasioned pleasure junket, The Tigress was a copra carrier, shell and fibre. Seizing her hand he covered it with kisses.
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