But he could only discern a black and shapeless mass, floating upon the water at a little distance, which, to his bewildered fancy, appeared absolutely standing still. The blouse dried nicely, it would only need a touch of starch and a little ironing. Her teeth were chattering so hard that she had to clench them for fear of biting off her own tongue. ‘I have first some affairs to finish.
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