“It is so difficult,” she murmured, “so impossible to explain. Something drew you. She leaped to a world of shabby knowledge, of furtive base realizations. What could be simpler than, with a set of inquiries relative to a South Sea tramp registered as The Tigress, to make a tour of all the marine insurance companies in HongKong? O'Higgins proceeded to put the idea into action; and by noon he had in his possession a good working history of the owner of The Tigress and the exact latitude and longitude of his island. “I am afraid,” he said gravely, “that your sister has been a little indiscreet. Another thing: she dated John Diedermayer once and she dumped him, she’s been psychotic over him ever since. The boy was coming around. One called Waterman's Hall, a horrible place adjoining the postern under the gate, whence, through a small barred aperture, they solicited alms from the passengers: the other, a large chamber, denominated My Lady's Hold, was situated in the highest part of the jail, at the northern extremity. Do you know how late it is?” She nodded. Why? He could preach the Word and deny Love!—tame the savage heart, succour broken white men!—pray with his face strained with religious fervour! The idea made her dizzy because it was so inexplicable.
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