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. Imbecile. ‘Home?’ ‘To your family. Already she knew that she was overstaying her welcome. ‘Come,’ she called.
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