For each costume she had devised a suitable form of matrimonial refusal. She was strong, not unlike a pack mule or a camel; she thought to herself and smirked. Taking up a couple of large stones which lay near, Jack tried to beat the round basils of the fetters into an oval form, so as to enable him to slip his heels through them. "So endeth the first lesson," he said. It now came to him with an added thrill how well she had told her story; simply and directly, no skipping, no wandering hither and yon: from the first hour she could remember, to the night she had fled in the proa, a clear sustained narrative. "What for?" demanded Wood. ” She smiled at him.
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