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a fancy for coral reefs. She could n't keep clear of 'em. We hauled her off a matter of a dozen times, but it was n't no sort o' use. She'd made up her mind to be wrecked—and wrecked she were, on the Tapioca Islands."
"'SHE'S THE MODEL IMAGE OF THE SPEEDY SUSAN, SAID SAILOR BEN.'"
"Tapioca?" the boy asked, smiling doubtfully.
"Tapioca is what we called 'em. It may 'a' been Tappy-appy-oca or Tapioca-oca, but it don't signify. That ain't the point. The
