” She looked down on him thoughtfully, and he let his admiration of her free young poise show in his face. In the artificial light her skin had the tint and lustre of a yellow pearl. He knocked his pipe on the teak rail. "My good friend, Owen Wood,—Heaven preserve him!—is still living. "Besides, you'll not be able to get in without me. "My limbs feel so light, now that my irons are removed," he observed with a smile, "that I am half inclined to dance. That added to his puzzle. Never did I need a rescue so much.
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