And this was an adventure of which he had dreamed from boyhood: aboard a windjammer on the South Seas. ‘You will like to marry me, yes?’ she pursued. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. What is it that you wish from me? You would like to arrest me for spying? Very well, arrest me.
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