\"Today's Friday, isn't it?\" Lucy remembered. “I do not suppose he will be home till late. ‘No, my poor guardian,’ Gerald mocked. She grew perhaps a shade paler,
and she glanced out into the street, where her four-wheeler cab, laden with
luggage, was still waiting. Good heavens! She was discussing love-making. Of course she had often heard sailors hammering out their ditties. So, not
exactly hopefully but earnestly, she returned to the feet of God. Within forty-eight hours the girl would be
on her way east and the boy see-sawing the South China Sea, for ever moving at
absolute angles. "
As Jonathan said this, Jack's hand involuntarily sought a pistol.
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