The odour of coconut prevailed, delicately but abidingly; for, save for the occasioned pleasure junket, The Tigress was a copra carrier, shell and fibre. The same old lines and verses, over and over, until there had come times when shrieking would have relieved her. There was no one at home, and I was coming away when I saw that the door was open. "What's that?—Jack's voice!" "It is," replied her son.
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