The noise was raucous. Within forty-eight hours the girl would be on her way east and the boy see-sawing the South China Sea, for ever moving at absolute angles. And as a natural consequence, they don’t do so well, and they don’t get on—and so the world doesn’t pay them. She sprang to her feet and stood listening with parted lips and eager eyes. Yes, of course.
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