It was not a long prayer. '" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. " "Ah, yes. ‘Damnation! Too late. ‘Softly, you say?’ she uttered, raging. The ring's yours, and you're mine. She ran from the knave into the women’s quarters.
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