As she approached, the carpenter's wife eyed her from head to foot, in the hope of finding something in her person or apparel to quarrel with. The odour of coconut prevailed, delicately but abidingly; for, save for the occasioned pleasure junket, The Tigress was a copra carrier, shell and fibre. ’ She sniffed and swallowed. “Why just take her limbs? Why not poison her, like me?” “Because, if you remember, she turned me into a vampire.
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