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He was alert, well-groomed, and yet—perhaps in contrast with the more volatile French type—there was a suggestion of weight about him, not to say heaviness. He was asleep. His anger gave way to grim humour and he thrust towards them, leaning heavily on his cane. There were swift actions, too: a Kanaka crawled out upon the bowsprit to make taut a slack stay, while two others with pulley-blocks swarmed aloft. "Well, well, we'll say no more about it," replied Wood; "and, by way of changing the subject, let me advise you on no account to fly to strong waters for consolation, Joan. ‘You don’t favour her, bar the black hair. Work becomes distasteful; one thinks of holidays. Mr Jarvis’s sister, that was. So here is your chance, Mademoiselle Charvill. ’ Then I kicked him until he was black and blue. ‘Oh, you are making a game with me. White,” the lady in black satin remarked. Moving to the shuttered window, Melusine dragged the heavy drapes back. Here they were regaled with another plentiful meal by the hospitable carpenter, who personally superintended the repast.
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