He too looked at the girl, slackened his pace and looked at her again through his eye-glasses, looked over his shoulder after he had passed, and finally came to a dead stop. “Well,” she said, “good-night, father. "Fox-terriers of the sea; friends with every ship that comes along. “Well,” she said. He had been ill; no matter about that: he recollected every thought that had led up to it and every act that had consummated the deed. She looked in the glass over and over as she checked for lint and makeup streaks.
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