There was something about their greeting and the tone of Annabel’s exclamation which puzzled her. If, when he returned, he blew out the light, she would go to bed; but if the light burned on for any length of time, she would go silently to the study curtain to learn if his agony was still upon him. ‘That is my mother. There was a trader—a man who bought copra and pearls. “Nothing can cheer me,” he said, “except champagne. Stanley, at the door. Brendon and I returned from the ‘Unusual,’ and found him lying in my room shot through the lungs. The brilliant sunshine poured through the window, effecting an oblong block of mote-swimming light. Mike was drinking a cup of black coffee. She doubted how she stood toward him and what the restrained gleam of his face might signify.
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