’ He shifted unguardedly, and hissed a breath, wincing. The season was ripe for mating, she thought to herself bitterly. That would be myself, or if she lived, Mary’s daughter. Except that this music we have been swimming in is divine. Unless there was some real metal in the young fool, some hidden strength with which to breast the current, Ruth would become a millstone around his neck and soon he would become to her an object of pity and contempt. Or mad, just as the captain had said so many times. You wanted to play a lone hand. That is how I learned that there were such things as novels.
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