He was sitting back from the table now, with one arm over the back of his green chair and the other resting on the little table. '" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. He rambled in an unfortunate monotone, the result of his innate fear of public speaking. ‘I’ll handle her better alone. Your poor cheeks are quite sunken and hollow.
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