” “Yes,” said his prospective fellow-sailor, “that’s very pretty. With thinly veiled glee, Michelle described a rumor she had heard about John at a recent party. The ruffled chemise-front under the wide lapels of her waistcoat and jacket no longer quivered, and her pose, with the full cloth petticoat spreading about her, was relaxed. The sea was no longer rolling brass; it was bluer than anything he had ever seen.
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