He had found her by the same agency her father had: native talk, which flew from isle to isle as fast as proas could carry it. She was very pale, and there was a look of fear in her eyes. She kept opening her eyes and looking at it. "'And thine eye shall not pity,'" said her father, in a tone of rebuke, "'but, life shall be for life, eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot. Not much. I was reduced to 170 a fool, for there were many pretty women from all walks of life in that teeming city.
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