’ ‘Why did you not claim it yourself?’ asked Gerald. She intercepted the glance the spinsters exchanged, and immediately sensed that she had said too much. If, around noon, a coconut proa landed, the boys made no effort to unload. And now," she added, glancing contemptuously at the woollen-draper, "I'll go to Jack Sheppard. After all, you may easily come to fetch Mrs Ibstock when you need her. A slow anger burned in the man. “Is that not rather a profitless speculation, my friend?” He seemed deaf to her interruption. ’ He strode to the fireplace behind the leather-topped desk and addressed his own reflection in the mirror, wagging an admonitory finger in his own face. The wastrel, the ne'er-do-well, who went mostly nobly to a fine end.
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