’ ‘Of course I am, imbecile,’ she snapped, unconsciously echoing her greatniece. Distress, deep-rooted, and age old. She wasn’t sure of herself when she said it. This left Spurlock alone. Every so often a wall of water, thin and jadecoloured, would rise up over the port bow, hesitate, and fall smacking amidships. The trio exhibited that indecisive air with which Ah Cum was tolerably familiar. " The spinster had no retort to offer such directness.
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