There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. “Anna! Thank God I have found you at last. ’ ‘Begging your pardon, miss, but I think as how you ought to go back to London,’ Jack ventured. One who steals. Shortly afterwards, he re-appeared with the information that the captive was safe below; and giving the necessary directions to his crew, before many minutes had elapsed, the Zeeslang spread her canvass to the first breeze of morning.
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