She taught him how to sail a proa, how to hack open a milk-coconut, how to relish bamboo sprouts. Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. " "Too proud, eh?" rejoined the prize-fighter. "That's your hunting ground," said the doctor. So you, Jacques, must go and wait for me with the horse. Her attenuated arms were crossed upon her breast; and her black brows and eyelashes contrasted fearfully with the livid whiteness of her skin.
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