” She said. "Your sympathy is being wasted. If you were a poet in need of rhymes, you had only to turn to a certain page. It did not take a mind reader to glean that she had suddenly gained the boy’s obsessive attention. Then he goes stony, and beats his way around the islands for another three months. The poor boy, whose hands were pinioned behind him, looked very pale, but neither trembled, nor exhibited any other symptom of alarm.
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