Sheppard, fervently. '—'What is it, Mint?' asked all three. " "Unpossible, master," rejoined Ben; "the tide's running down like a mill-sluice, and the wind's right in our teeth. Bullding,” she declared. There was scant social life on the Sha-mien aside from masculine foregatherings, little that interested him. ‘Poor things.
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