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word you would hear about the decks was 'Franklin!'--I am thirteen years

older than he is--you would think it would be all right, wouldn't you?

Only o on this poop on whicheach other first--he a young

ht I would suit him very well--o, and

thirty-one days out at sea, and it's no good! It's like talking to a et at him I feel

sometimes as if I must shake him by the ar Powell recognized the expression of a true senti so

rare in this world where there are so many mutes and so many excellent

reasons even at sea for an articulatelike respect for this outburst It was not loud The

grotesque squat shape, with the knob of the head as if rammed down

between the square shoulders by a blow frouely in a

circumscribed space limited by the two harness-casks lashed to the front

rail of the poop, without gestures, hands in the pockets of the jacket,

elbows pressed closely to its side; and the voice without resonance,

passed frole louder word

in the hurried delivery, interrupted only by slight gasps for air as if

the speaker were being choked by the suppressed passion of his grief