’ “Crude, I admit. " And he tossed it carelessly into the bottom of the boat. She felt her skills make a belated return. He stopped on the curb-stone, not facing her but as if he was on his way to cross the road, and spoke to her suddenly over his shoulder. “It’s the warming up of the year, the coming of the light mornings, the way in which everything begins to run about and begin new things. Get on, do.
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