” “It is you,” he cried, “you, who are talking folly, when you speak of friendship between you and me. “Can you come out tonight?” “Um, sure, I guess. I hear the splash in the water—I see the white object floating like a sea-bird on the tide—it will not sink!" "'Sblood!" exclaimed Jonathan, in a tone of ill-disguised contempt; "it won't do to indulge those fancies now.
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