"You tried to do something that was fine, and … and civilization would not let you. ‘This is insupportable. Yours?" The stranger hesitated. She addressed her letters, meditated on them for a time, and then took them out and posted them. White men and natives dealt conveniently at Copeley's. Every so often a wall of water, thin and jadecoloured, would rise up over the port bow, hesitate, and fall smacking amidships. He munched his popcorn steadily, periodically offering it to her, but not his Coke, as that would be too bold, a saliva exchange. He wasn't satisfied with an assured income from the paper-mills your grandfather left us. .
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