You know—I wish I could roll my little body up small and squeeze it into your hand and grip your fingers upon it. ” It was her last evening in that wrappered life against which she had rebelled. Herculis was surrounded by an archipelago, which local chroniclers had claimed was teeming with mermaids. “I am developing ailments,” she said, meeting his questioning eyes. "That's scarcely a fair question, Mr. Wait!" He released himself from his aunt's embrace, ran to the trunk and fetched the old coat.
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