Her life hangs upon a thread, and this may snap it. This heroine ruled an island which (in the '80s) was rich with shell—pearl-shell; and she fought pearl thievers and marauding beachcombers, fought them with weapons and with woman's guile. I was the last on board. Each human contact leaves some indelible mark. I suppose I ought to have been a man. Chapter XI THE PUZZLEMENT OF NIGEL ENNISON Nigel Ennison walked towards his club the most puzzled man in London. “I thought that I heard a groan,” Anna whispered. I want to give you time to think. A man, then, rushed up the entry, and, seizing the unlucky carpenter by the collar, presented a drawn sword to his throat. The girl had told him distinctly that her name was Anna. He went to the door.
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