Only her face was clear, frail and delicate, almost flower-like, with the sad haunting eyes ever watching his. I might as well try to build a ladder to heaven. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. For five days The Tigress chugged her way across the burnished South China, grumpily, as if she resented this meddling with her destiny.
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