” He adjusted his glasses on his nose. His tone changed, becoming a little more moderate. I will tell you what you shall give me, if you like. The sun-canvas was stowed; and Spurlock's chair was set forward the foremast, where the bulging jib cast a sliding blue shadow over him. “Are you cold?” He asked her, cocking his head to one side like a puppy, so close that the heat of his words warmed her cheek. ’ ‘Then Gérard may come back,’ Melusine cried involuntarily on a sudden rising hope.
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