‘Ah, no,’ Gerald uttered at once, lowering his voice and infusing it with all the promise he could command. He was almost frightening in silhouette, his hair uncontrollable under the best of circumstances, but that changed when you saw his face. She was silent. To the practised eye of the waterman matters wore a very different air. Jack, meanwhile, heard, the shouts, and, though alarmed by them, held on a steady course.
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