” Lucy walked out of her bedroom door following Mike down the tiny hall. Lucy marveled at the billiards table and the sauna. Her elbows were ready. They were on their way back home, or so she had thought. The sun-canvas was stowed; and Spurlock's chair was set forward the foremast, where the bulging jib cast a sliding blue shadow over him. A vague desire to justify himself ruffled her father.
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