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She could hardly remember his face except for his brown hair, thick lips, and narrow dark eyes. ” “Then perhaps,” she answered, with a new coldness in her tone, “perhaps I really do not care. It was a port of call, since fortnightly a British mail-boat dropped her mudhook in the bay. She calls us her guests, but in reality we are her prisoners. "By the powers!" he added, turning his lantern full upon the face of the captive, "he's a nice gennteel-lookin' kiddy, I must say. ’ ‘What? But—’ ‘Precisely, Hilary. She spoke readily enough, but there was a new timidity in her manner.
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