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The huge, newly remodeled brick house was crammed
full of people reeking of beer, vodka, and tequila. "Now, then, Saint Giles!" interposed Sheppard, "are we to be kept here all
night?"
"Eh day!" exclaimed Sharples: "wot new-fledged bantam's this?"
"One that wants to go to roost," replied Sheppard. Wait a second. I—listen. She
saw the moonlit waters, the black shadow of the proa, the moon-fire that ran
down the far edge of the bellying sail, the silent natives: no sound except the
slapping of the outrigger and the low sibilant murmur of water falling away from
the sides—and the beating of her heart. And so, here we are, right back from
where we started. Michelle blinked rapidly and Lucy could hear her heart
speeding up. “How have you been, my dear? Up to no good, I
see.
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