” Brendon rushed to the piano and strummed out a tune. “My sister,” she murmured, “is so independent. Here we are. "I must tell you," she was saying. Then she sat down—uninvited— and looked from one to the other curiously. While the strife raged between the principals, the watermen in the larger wherry were occupied in stemming the force of the torrent, and endeavouring to keep the boats, they had lashed together, stationary. He was now as civil as he had just been insolent. He came along, he said, just to call, with large, loud apologies, radiantly kind and good. There was the same airy grace of movement, the same deep brown hair and alabaster skin.
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