She felt her chest trying to float up, but the blessed undertow, the dreaded reason why she was warned to never bathe in the ocean, sucked her feet down, putting the decision where it belonged, into the hands of God. However, it doesn't much signify. McClintock would bang his fist upon the table. He was a comforting, humorous old ruffian; but there were few men in the Orient more deeply read in psychology and physiognomy. She felt like a dried-up old woman. He would give The Tigress a triple coat of paint, and take these two on a long cruise, wherever they wanted to go—Roundhead and Seraph, the blunderbus and the flaming angel. If you don’t eat humble-pie now you may live to fare worse later.
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