"Like master like man," observed Jack as he rolled the inanimate body to the side of the road. ‘You are too shrewd for me, ma’am. The Wastrel—as we call him—cannot play when he's sober; hands too shaky. He blushed, too, spiritually, as it were. The wheel and the navigating instruments were sternward, under a spread of heavy canvas, a protection against rain and sun. " "I can at least, protect myself," replied Wild, with, provoking calmness. It was plain that a man of his age could only be interested for one reason alone, yet she felt compelled to at know him a little before the main event. “Where are they?” She looked around. ‘It—it is—nothing,’ she uttered jerkily. He removed his cockaded hat, putting it down between them as he sat at the other end, placing himself at an angle and, crossing his legs, leaned back at his ease, his eyes fixed on her face.
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