He gave an order, the proa was floated and the sail run up. Had he come to see her to find if she needed something? No. He knocked at the door. Then she glanced at the cards again, over which her aunt’s many-ringed hand played, and then at the rather weak, rather plump face that surveyed its operations. He was always anticipating, stepping into the future, torturing himself with non-existent troubles. .
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