Smith, placing his hand on his breast. " "Caught you napping, eh?" rejoined Ireton, with a laugh. As if he read her thought, he spoke it aloud. The sea was no longer rolling brass; it was bluer than anything he had ever seen. The petals have fallen—the red petals we loved so. "Stop a minute," cried Jack, detaining his mistresses.
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