” “Yes. Spurlock bent his head to the rail. About noon, next day, he was able to move; and the gale having abated, he set out homewards with his little charge. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. Was that it? Had she clothed this unhappy young man with glamour? Or was it because he was so alone? She could not get through the husks to the kernel of what really actuated her. There's the grand laced coat he wore at his trial, which I intend for my wedding-dress. "He's not to blame," said Jack, rising.
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