Overjoyed beyond measure at having vanquished this apparently-insurmountable obstacle, Jack darted through the door. "I don't know what I think," Wood answered sulkily; and he bent his eyes upon the water, as if he wished to avert his attention forcibly from the scene. There was a trader—a man who bought copra and pearls. He paused at the bamboo curtain of her room, which was in semi-darkness. One with the appearance of a bald little gnome yawned agonizingly. Advancing to the middle of the chamber, he halted, drew himself up, and fixed his dark, expressive eyes, on Thames Darrell. His fatigue was tacitly understood within the family; it was a phenomenon which everyone acknowledged as related to the trades. "You are the son of Sir Montacute Trenchard, of Ashton-Hall, near Manchester.
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