Presently she saw Spurlock on the way to the lagoon. He waved to her. His red hair marked him, cut short into a round shape that had the texture of a Brillo pad. Don’t be frightened, dear. The boat's sure to run foul o' the bridge; and if she 'scapes stavin' above, she'll be swamped to a sartainty below. He had forgiven everybody. ’ Gerald drew his breath in sharply as Lord Charvill took a step towards his granddaughter, thrusting out his head. It was a gracious gesture, she thought, as he trudged to the Beck’s humble doorstep in his stiff blue polyester uniform. It was a moment of breathless interest to all engaged in the attempt. I needed a man the worst kind of way—a man I could keep for at least six months. And she was about as capable of intelligent argument as a runaway steam-roller.
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