CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. "Here are some letters, which will let you see what a snake you've cherished in your bosom, you uxorious old dotard," said Blueskin, tossing a packet of papers to Wood, as he followed his leader. "This your regular business?" "For the present. I hope I may never come near her. A film of dust lay upon it; the ink marks were ancient. "Come up by the packet?" "No; came up with The Tigress. I wasn't taught that; I simply fell into it from contact.
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