She indicated the captain who had retired behind the sofa. CHAPTER XVII. His lawful wife; but nothing more; beyond that she was only an idea, a trust. . Pure luck! If the boy had grown a moustache or a beard, a needle in the haystack would have been soft work. She looked at her for a moment fixedly. ‘Laisse-moi!’ Impatience swamped him.
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