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"Well, you look beastly fit," snapped a neighbour. "Any one left you a legacy in the middle of the Bay?" WELL YOU LOOK BEASTLY FIT SNAPPED A NEIGHBOUR ANY ONE LEFT YOU A LEGACY IN THE MIDDLE OF THE BAY
itted together over all their country, from the brushwood-pile up the Thirty-Mile-Ride, till they saw the House of the Sick Thing, a pin-point in the distance to the left; stamped through the Railway Waiting-room where the roses lay on the spread breakfast-tables; and returned, by the ford and the city they had once burned for sport, to the great swells of the downs under the lamp-post. Wherever they moved a strong singing followed them underground, but this night there was no panic. All the land was empty except for themselves, and at the last (they were sitting by the lamp-post hand in hand) she turned and kissed him. He woke with a start, staring at the waving curtain of the cabin door; he could almost have sworn that the kiss was real. Next morning the ship was rolling in a Biscay sea, and people were not happy; but as Georgie came to breakfast, shaven, tubbed, and smelling of soap, several turned to look at him because of the light in his eyes and the splendour of his countenance. THAT NIGHT AND THE TWO FLITTED TOGETHER OVER ALL THEIR COUNTRY FROM THE BRUSHWOOD PILE UP THE THIRTY MILE RIDE TILL THEY SAW THE HOUSE OF THE SICK THING A PIN POINT IN THE DISTANCE TO THE LEFT STAMPED THROUGH THE RAILWAY WAITING ROOM WHERE THE ROSES LAY ON THE SPREAD BREAKFAST TABLES AND RETURNED BY THE FORD AND THE CITY THEY HAD ONCE BURNED FOR SPORT TO THE GREAT SWELLS OF THE DOWNS UNDER THE LAMP POST WHEREVER THEY MOVED A STRONG SINGING FOLLOWED THEM UNDERGROUND BUT THIS NIGHT THERE WAS NO PANIC ALL THE LAND WAS EMPTY EXCEPT FOR THEMSELVES AND AT THE LAST THEY WERE SITTING BY THE LAMP POST HAND IN HAND SHE TURNED AND KISSED HIM HE WOKE WITH A START STARING AT THE WAVING CURTAIN OF THE CABIN DOOR HE COULD ALMOST HAVE SWORN THAT THE KISS WAS REAL NEXT MORNING THE SHIP WAS ROLLING IN A BISCAY SEA AND PEOPLE WERE NOT HAPPY BUT AS GEORGIE CAME TO BREAKFAST SHAVEN TUBBED AND SMELLING OF SOAP SEVERAL TURNED TO LOOK AT HIM BECAUSE OF THE LIGHT IN HIS EYES AND THE SPLENDOR OF HIS COUNTENANCE
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