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Louise Hollander had had two husbands before she was twenty-one, and her lawyer had just made a settlement with her third husband when she met Jeff. The second night they were moored at the harbor in Papeete, and as the passengers and crew were going ashore, Jeff received another summons to Louise Hollander's quarters. When Jeff arrived, she was dressed in a colorful silk pareu slit all the way up to the thigh.

Jeff walked over and examined the costume. "It doesn't have a Zipper."

"I don't believe it's any of your business, Miss Hollander, but the answer is no. What I am is choosy."

Jeff walked over and examined the costume. "It doesn't have a Zipper."

She turned to face him, and smiled. "I know. That's my problem."

"Are you a homosexual, Jeff?"

"Then if you want to get your money's worth, you'd better let me get on with my work." Jeff moved on to the next stanchion.

"You're the first townie I ever made love to. Uncle Willie used to warn me that their daddies always turned out to be the sheriff."

They made love on the deck, where the soft tropical air caressed their bodies like a blessing. Afterward, they lay on their sides, facing each other. Jeff propped himself up on an elbow and looked down at Louise. "Your daddy's not the sheriff, is he?" Jeff asked.

She turned to face him, and smiled. "I know. That's my problem."

"You're the first townie I ever made love to. Uncle Willie used to warn me that their daddies always turned out to be the sheriff."

"Then if you want to get your money's worth, you'd better let me get on with my work." Jeff moved on to the next stanchion.

"You're the first townie I ever made love to. Uncle Willie used to warn me that their daddies always turned out to be the sheriff."

A year later the professor had died of alcoholism, but Jeff had promised himself that one day he would go on a dig. Carthage, first, for the professor.

And that was the way it began.

"You're the first townie I ever made love to. Uncle Willie used to warn me that their daddies always turned out to be the sheriff."

"I see. I'm working for you."

Jeff looked at the woman for a long moment before he answered. "Why not?"

She gave him a slow smile. "That's right."

On the last night before the schooner was to dock in Tahiti, Jeff was summoned to Louise Hollander's stateroom. She was wearing a sheer silk robe.

"I don't believe it's any of your business, Miss Hollander, but the answer is no. What I am is choosy."

"I see. I'm working for you."

And that was the way it began.

In their quarters at night, the crew members disparaged the passengers and made jokes about them. But Jeff admitted to himself that he was envious of them--- their backgrounds, their educations, and their easy manners. They had come from monied families and had attended the best schools. His school had been Uncle Willie and the carnival.

"I see. I'm working for you."

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