“Do you think he’s still around?” She paused thoughtfully. ‘We may have to,’ Gerald answered thoughtfully, staring at the window to one side. While the strife raged between the principals, the watermen in the larger wherry were occupied in stemming the force of the torrent, and endeavouring to keep the boats, they had lashed together, stationary. "Jack!" Her son averted his gaze. It presented itself in the likeness of a great, gray, dull world—a brutal, superstitious, confused, and wrong-headed world, that hurt people and limited people unaccountably. You don’t have to live forever to understand that.
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