“I wish they did,” he said, “but they don’t. The boat's sure to run foul o' the bridge; and if she 'scapes stavin' above, she'll be swamped to a sartainty below. She fought the inclination for a while, then surrendered. She saw the moonlit waters, the black shadow of the proa, the moon-fire that ran down the far edge of the bellying sail, the silent natives: no sound except the slapping of the outrigger and the low sibilant murmur of water falling away from the sides—and the beating of her heart. ‘The outcome, I think, is in very little doubt. “You see, father,” she said, “it isn’t only this affair of the dance. He rolled on top of her, pinning her with his arms and forming a tented cage. I've always been more or less music-mad.
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