" "Take a glass of gin, Ma'am," cried Poll Maggot, holding up a bottle of spirit; "it used to be your favourite liquor, I've heard. " "Are you friendly toward him?" asked McClintock, passing a fine cigar across the table. ’ She seemed to recollect herself suddenly. Wild's intention, doubtless, was to use you as far as he found necessary, and then to sell you. That could signify nothing except that the doctor had a friend down there somewhere, on an island in one of those archipelagoes. Her mouth was worthy of her face; with small, pearly-white teeth; lips glossy, rosy, and pouting; and the sweetest smile imaginable, playing constantly about them. She rolled to one side.
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