'" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. The rejection caught him like a slap in the face. Ann Veronica stared at his foolish, propitiatory smile, his hungry gaze, through one moment of amazement, then stepped aside and went on her way with a quickened step. ’ With an air of real interest, he asked, ‘I suppose you did not dig a tunnel or fly in by balloon?’ The lady gazed at him blankly. ‘I broke in.
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