She hissed in a breath and his eyes met hers. He caught the elderly dame’s eye, throwing her a desperate message. She remained for some seconds crouching at the fender, poker in hand. She stumbled through a thorny copse, her slippers sliding on patches of sand that gave way to rock. '" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. "Do not endanger yourself on my account," rejoined his mother.
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