’ He took his seat next to her, waving the fulminating captain towards the tray. She held it away from her with an instinctive repulsion, born of her unconquerable antipathy to the touch of strangers. I trust you will not accuse me of discourtesy if I express my pleasure that henceforth our ways will lie apart. The boat's sure to run foul o' the bridge; and if she 'scapes stavin' above, she'll be swamped to a sartainty below. He smiled.
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