What’s that?” They both stood listening. 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. It was a clear, lovely, October morning. If you know her for the vicious, scheming wretch that she is, why in God’s name—?’ ‘She’s not a vicious, scheming wretch,’ Gerald said calmly. He looked up to see an ancient coach making its ponderous way down the street. ” He referred to a sheet of paper by his side.
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