CHAPTER XXIII Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. "If you are human," rejoined Trenchard, with stern emphasis, "I insist upon knowing whence you derived your information?" "I might refuse to answer the question, Sir Rowland. She had very frizzy hair indeed, very black eyebrows, a profusion of metallic adornments about her neck and waist, and an engaging smile. I’ve never seen her quite so sure of herself. The world is like a peppery horse. I am gambling on his intuition.
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