” He said. What has been the matter?” “Toothache,” he answered laconically. '" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. “You have a boyfriend! That’s fine by me, it’s your business, but you’d better stop sneaking around because Sheila’s got eyes in the back of her head!” He heard Sheila utter a loud percussive blast of a snore from the master bedroom. “No, don’t interrupt me. “You needn’t be worried,” she said quietly. . . I guess. She started at the falling of a leaf, at the lumbering of a cow through the hedge. He knew she would be there, practicing alone in 118. I keep it for my own drinking," he added in a lower tone.
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