Afterward she wanted to get her letter to her father back in order to read it over again, and, if it tallied with her general impression of it, re-write it. Not a star could be discerned, but, in their stead, streaks of lurid radiance, whence proceeding it was impossible to determine, shot ever and anon athwart the dusky vault, and added to the ominous and threatening appearance of the night. When he found himself thinking about it, it upset him so that he at once resorted to distraction. He held her eyes. Likely as not outside the law, too. “I didn’t know you were half-Gypsy either. "Weigh anchor, Van!" he shouted to the skipper, "and consult your despatches. I love him!" She was weak and dizzy: from horror as much as from physical exertion. Wood uttered something like an imprecation.
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