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I’m sorry. You're alone, too, child. She romanticized, imagining a life on the High Seas. His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. And then, as she stood there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. "It's not an offer," continued he, "that I'm likely to make, or you're likely to receive every day in the year.
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