The man who sat behind a pigeon-hole, and regulated the comings and goings, was for a moment absent. The noise was raucous. Everything in his favour—the luck of the gods! The only white men were miles down the coast. Her breath came fast in little sobbing pants. " There was a roaring in her ears like that of angry waters.
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