A gust of irrational impatience blew through her being. "I can do without it," muttered Jack. Sometimes at sea a skipper will order his men to trim, batten down the hatches, and clear the deck of all litter. “How CAN I tell him?” whispered Miss Stanley. The books slid from her arms and fluttered to the floor. She recalled that day of the typhoon and the sloop crashing on the outer reefs. The blue jowl, the fat-lidded eyes—now merry, now alert, now tungsten hard—the bullet head, the pudgy fingers and the square-toed shoes were all in conformation with the doctor's olden mental picture. He whispered in her ear. He entered the driver’s side, not inserting the keys in the ignition. Sebastian howled with laughter, doubling over.
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