“With your permission,” he said to Anna, “I shall arrange a bed for him where he is. CHAPTER XXIII Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. “Don’t be too sure of that,” she answered enigmatically. And you have stolen my dagger. Valade, who was standing by her chair, glancing around the packed pink-papered saloon with a heavy frown on his face, was a thickset man of coarse, reddened feature, with a discontented air. She realized in a moment what had happened. Mike and Shari sat at the kitchen table eating potato chips. ‘That is very sensible, mon capitaine.
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