" "Nonsense," returned Jonathan gruffly. Ramage leaned over the gate at Ann Veronica’s side, and for a moment there was silence. His eyes flashed as he turned towards her. “I’ve gotta go. As to his mother, I've no pity for her. There was only one clean spot in the picture—the ship's wash (all white) that fluttered on a line stretched between the two masts. You simply can’t.
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