'" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. I dared not sing, I dared not laugh, except when you went away. “I believe that you are quite safe. Where can we sit down and talk?” He led her across the room towards a window recess, in which a tall, fair young man was seated with an evening paper in his hand. “I’m mostly self-taught. While he was meditating flight in this way, and tossing about on the straw, he chanced upon an old broken and rusty fork. Odd, but he had never thought of the beach until this girl (who looked as if she had stepped out of the family album) referred to it with a familiarity which was as astonishing as it was profoundly sad.
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