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He spoke of the happiness that was now certainly theirs, of the folly of not breaking sooner out of that magnificent prison of latter-day life, of the old romantic days that had passed from the world for ever.The Nellie, a cruising yawl, swung to her anchor without a flutter of the sails, and was at rest.She stared at him in astonishment, and as she read something of the significant hieroglyphic of his battered face, her lips whitened.

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