Then to Martin's brandy-shop, in Fleet Street. James Boyle O'Higgins knew little or nothing of the South Seas, but he knew human beings, all colours. "'Odd's! bodikins!" cried Jack, rubbing his cheek, "I'm in luck to-day. It remains a bizarre idea to me that Lucy Alberti could ever become so detailed or so real, but I’m certainly glad to have made her acquaintance.
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