Every so often a wall of water, thin and jadecoloured, would rise up over the port bow, hesitate, and fall smacking amidships. Without you, we might have had some trouble. ‘What in Hades d’ye mean, thanks to me? Want to blame anyone, blame that rapscallion who calls himself your father. ’ Gerald dropped down to join her just as her hand came up, clutching the handle. Sometimes a whole morning would pass without Spurlock uttering a word beyond the request for a drink of water. She confronted him with his own double-standard.
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