It was a port of call, since fortnightly a British mail-boat dropped her mudhook in the bay. The lamp was spreading soot over everything and the reek of kerosene was stronger than usual. ” She laid her fingers upon his arm, and they both stood still. A long shrill cat-call in the gallery seemed to be the signal.
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