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In the effort to subdue by dint of talking and to keep in check the

mysterious, the profound attraction he felt already for that delicate

being of flesh and blood, with pale cheeks, with darkened eyelids and

eyes scalded with hot tears, he went on speaking of himself as a

confirmed enemy of life on shore--a perfect terror to a simple man, what

with the fads and proprieties and the ceremonies and affectations He

hated all that He wasn't fit for it There was no rest and peace and

security but on the sea

This gave one a view of Captain Anthony as a herly unexpected to ht to that bruised and battered young soul

Still shrinking fro to hi voice soothed her And she thought suddenly

that there was peace and rest in the grave too

She heard him say: "Look at my sister She isn't a bad woht and proper, I suppose, but

she has no use for me There you have your shore people I quite

understand anybody crying I would have been gone already, only, truth

to say, I haven't any friends to go to" He added brusquely: "And you?"

Sheher,

putting two and two together After a pause he said sioverness to these girls My sister

didn't say a word about you to me"

Then Flora spoke for the first time

"Mrs Fyne is htest irony or bitterness, but

added with conviction: "That shows you what life ashore is Much better

be out of it"