That a longing of hers should be realized in this strange fashion was difficult to believe: it vaguely suggested something of a trap. She struggled against it quite uselessly. I don't know; I really don't know," she found herself repeating. Our heads swim with the thought of being together. She read for half an hour, then closed the book because Spurlock appeared to have fallen asleep. "Put about, waterman, for God's sake!" cried Wood, whose humanity got the better of every personal consideration; "some one is overboard.
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