The sun-canvas was stowed; and Spurlock's chair was set forward the foremast, where the bulging jib cast a sliding blue shadow over him. She allowed herself to be ejected, therefore, and retired to the parlour after cleansing the blood from her hands and her own slight wound in the kitchen. Why do you not go away?’ ‘Yes, do go away,’ begged Gerald. There was a pause, and then the front door slammed.
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