It was a precious thing, a beautiful cabochon—do you know what that is?” “What’s a cabochon?” “It’s a precious jewel that doesn’t have facets yet. “Now,” he said, “no one can blunder in upon us. ” Annabel looked intently into her glass. The poor fellow's half smothered. Even that he was an interfering person, if he walked through that door this moment, she would fling herself at him and weep all over his chest. Gossip was the driving force in Sheila’s existence. He waved a hand toward the sea. It hung from the centre of a stout pole, each end of which rested upon the calloused shoulder of a coolie; an ordinary Occidental chair with a foot-rest. It is a precaution merely.
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