CHAPTER XVII. “No thanks, Cathy. She laughed. ’ ‘Was it?’ Her lips twitched. The voice of the young seaman came floating down from the masthead, and the story of the immortal lovers had begun. Somewhere, where we can talk without interruption. We’ll make short work of them. I’m glad 237 you came over. Ah Cum patrolled the length of the boat innumerable times, but never letting his glance stray far from the gangplank. Nevertheless, relief washed over her, her body rejoicing in the afterglow of twenty years of tension released. She is the image of what I was like, and she has a better voice. Now he courted with “servants” which he often killed afterward. I once might have married you for your beauty,—now I marry you for your wealth. Capes looked at one and not over one, spoke to one, treated one as a visible concrete fact. ’ ‘You ain’t never,’ gasped Pottiswick.
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