Wood," replied Jack, calmly. After all, it was what she had been praying for—and Annabel could not have known her address. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling. You call it a lot of nicknames—“Babs” and “Bibs” and “Viddles” and “Vee”; you whack at it playfully, and it whacks you back. One morning, as he took his stand on the Hong-Kong packet dock to ambush the possible tourist, he witnessed the arrival of a tubby schooner, dirty gray and blotched as though she had run through fire. She went on her way now no longer dreaming and appreciative, but disturbed and unwillingly observant behind her mask of serene contentment. She began to tremble violently.
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