” He shook her hands off almost roughly. She took up a book and threw it down again. She so wanted to keep her memory of him fresh, so wanted to memorize his kisses and to conjure his embrace someday when he was mere dust in the ground. The flush deck was without wells. ’ ‘But, sister, I—’ ‘Get along!’ Melusine gave Jack a smile as he cast a worried look at her, and nodded dismissal. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. Quite ordinary. She fought the inclination for a while, then surrendered. There one is! The same stuff still! One has a craving in one’s blood, a craving roused, cut off from its redeeming and guiding emotional side. They may be modified and printed and given away--you may do practically ANYTHING with public domain eBooks.
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