He was not a sailor. Jackson smiled and put on the air of a man who knows more than he cares to tell. He had, he felt, to create certain ideas and vivify certain curiosities and feelings in her. “You are their friend, then?” “I am,” Courtlaw answered. Presently she became aware of footsteps hurrying after her, and glanced back to find Miss Klegg, a little out of breath, in pursuit. " "May be not," replied the old sailor, drily; "but you'll find it too stiff for you tonight, anyhow. ‘Why, what have I said?’ ‘You said to me my name. \" She rose to leave the kitchen. ” She turned and fitted the latchkey into the door. ’ He sat on the low wall of the haha and invited her to do the same.
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