‘Thank you,’ she said, leaning heavily on his arm for a moment. Jonathan had not deceived him. Wood, who had merely absented himself to see that a public breakfast, which he had ordered at the Six Bells for all who chose to partake of it, was in readiness. He was standing at the moment close to the hatch, with his ear at the keyhole, and received a severe blow in the face. But he has never been near her—never. He returned, blue towel in hand.
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