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CHAPTER XIII
THE FORTUNES OF THE INGRAMS
"DO you like it as much as going on the Gloria?" Jane asked abruptly, coming back to Mr. Bolliver's steamer-chair from a ramble around the deck of the Kyoto Maru.
"Eh? The Gloria?" murmured Mr. Bolliver, who had been napping.
"All the shininess, and the band, and everything," Jane pursued, rather vaguely.
Mr. Bolliver rubbed his wits awake and perceived what she was driving at.
"We-e-ll," he said, "I must confess that I'm older by fifty-two years and three months than I was when I sailed on the Gloria. Some aspects of the Kyoto Maru do appeal to this ancient man."
Jane flung at him a swift look of reproach, on two scores.
"It's merely my body," he excused himself,
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