‘Don’t fob me off, boy. " "Good enough for me. He looked across at Annabel, and he groaned. Beyond was a chaise longue, covered with cushions and shawls laid anyhow across it, together with a discarded tapestry in the making, and a scattering of woollen threads about it. She stumbled through a thorny copse, her slippers sliding on patches of sand that gave way to rock. Instead of passing on, as Jack expected, these persons stopped opposite the cage, when one of them, as he judged from the sound, for he did not dare to look out of his hiding place, dismounted. True, on board the ships she had watched young men from afar, but only with that normal curiosity which is aroused in the presence of any new species. "Close the court, Mr.
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