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I cannot say. But I noticed the curious mingling of yearning and happiness in his eyes, and the strength of the impression touched my curiosity. Something in his face held my gaze for a second, something to do with its intensity. That so timid, so gentle a personality should conceal so virile a passion almost seemed to require explanation. CANNOT SAY BUT I NOTICED THE CURIOUS MINGLING OF YEARNING AND HAPPINESS IN HIS EYES AND THE STRENGTH OF THE IMPRESSION TOUCHED MY CURIOSITY SOMETHING IN HIS FACE HELD MY GAZE FOR A SECOND SOMETHING TO DO WITH ITS INTENSITY THAT SO TIMID SO GENTLE A PERSONALITY SHOULD CONCEAL SO VIRILE A PASSION ALMOST SEEMED TO REQUIRE EXPLANATION
. Maloney, appearing on the scene in a tight blue jersey and sandals, and catching up the frying-pan. Her husband always called her the Bo'sun's Mate in Camp, because it was her duty, among others, to pipe all hands to meals. "And as for you, Joan," went on the happy man, "you look like the spirit of the island, with moss in your hair and wind in your eyes, and sun and stars mixed in your face." He looked at her with delighted admiration. "Here, Sangree, take these twelve, there's a good fellow, they're the biggest; and we'll have 'em in butter in less time than you can say Baltic island!" I watched the Canadian as he slowly moved off to the cleaning pail. His eyes were drinking in the girl's beauty, and a wave of passionate, almost feverish, joy passed over his face, expressive of the ecstasy of true worship more than anything else. Perhaps he was thinking that he still had three weeks to come with that vision always before his eyes; perhaps he was thinking of his dreams in the night.  TO A TURN LAUGHED THE VOICE OF MISSUS MALONEY APPEARING ON THE SCENE IN A TIGHT BLUE JERSEY AND SANDALS AND CATCHING UP THE FRYING PAN HER FATHER ALWAYS CALLED HER THE BO'SUN'S MAID IN CAMP BECAUSE IT WAS HER DUTY AMONG OTHERS TO PIPE ALL HANDS TO MEALS AND AS FOR YOU JOAN WENT ON THE HAPPY MAN YOU LOOK LIKE THE SPIRIT OF THE ISLAND WITH MOSS IN YOUR HAIR AND WIND IN YOUR EYES AND SUN AND STARS MIXED IN YOUR FACE HE LOOKED AT HER WITH DELIGHTED ADMIRATION HERE SANGREE TAKE THESE TWELVE THERE'S A GOOD FELLOW THEY'RE THE BIGGEST AND WE'LL HAVE EM IN BUTTER IN LESS TIME THAN YOU CAN SAY BALTIC ISLAND I WACHED THE CANADIAN AS HE SLOWLY MOVED OFF TO THE CLEANING PAIL HIS EYES WERE DRINKING IN THE GIRL'S BEAUTY AND A WAVE OF PASSIONATE ALMOST FEVERISH JOY PASSED OVER HIS FACE EXPRESSIVE OF THE ECSTASY OF TRUE WORSHIP MORE THAN ANYTHING ELSE PERHAPS HE WAS THINKING THAT HE STILL HAD THREE WEEKS TO COME WITH THAT VISION ALWAYS BEFORE HIS EYES PERHAPS HE WAS THINKING OF HIS DREAMS IN THE NIGHT
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