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"Why, Cleone!" exclaimed the Captain, and folded his solitary arm

about her; but not content with this,it close about her neck, she held it

there

"Oh, Cleone!" sighed the Captain, "e, an ungrateful wretch! I am,

I am--and I hate myself!" and here, forthwith, she stamped her foot

at herself

"No, no, you're not--I say no! You didn't mean to break my heart

You've coad, Cleone, I

swear--I say I swear--by Gog and Magog, I' like a

birched schoolboy; but then I--couldn't bear to--loseaway his tears with the cuff of his

empty sleeve, "dear, if you'd only try to hate me a little--just a

little, now and then, I don't think I should be quite such a wretch

to you" Here she stood on tip-toe and kissed hi nearest "I'm a cat--yes, a spiteful cat, and I must scratch

sometimes; but ah! if you kne I hated ain, and that's what ive you, Clo'--ay, to be sure! You've come back to me, you see,

and you didn't mean to leave me solitary and--"

"Ah, but I did--I did! And that's why I ae! I meant to run away and leave you for ever and ever!"

"The house would be very dark without you, Cleone"

"Dear, hold hter--now listen! There are times when I hate the