‘Me and the butler didn’t see eye to eye. "My name is Kneebone," added the portly personage, stepping forward. At the back of her mind, Melusine noted an odd look in the boy’s face, but there was no time to explore it. The odour of coconut prevailed, delicately but abidingly; for, save for the occasioned pleasure junket, The Tigress was a copra carrier, shell and fibre. ‘No need to shake in your boots,’ Gerald said soothingly.
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