Righting, however, instantly afterwards, she scudded with the greatest rapidity over the boiling waves, to whose mercy she was now entirely abandoned. Please to release me. “Whither away?” he said, very distinctly in a curiously wheedling voice. He must have married when he was quite a young man. She practiced swaddling on a doll, pretending to pat the head of her imaginary infant boy. But for now, I’d like to turn in, if you don’t mind. At night she would turn it in her fingers like a rosary bead. It was maddening to be made to feel that he was in any way the inferior of this cool, self-possessed young woman, whose eyes seemed for a moment to scintillate with scorn. In a moment the brisk evening breeze caught the lank canvas and bellied it taut.
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