’ He took his seat next to her, waving the fulminating captain towards the tray. “John?” He turned around in the recliner. There was some one there. Without an idea where he was going, Jack pursued his way through the fields; and, as he proceeded, the numbness of his limbs in some degree wore off, and his confidence returned. On the second day out he was helped to a steamer-chair on deck; on the third day, his arm across Ruth's shoulder, he walked from his chair to the foremast and back. He hadn't gambled or played the horses or hit the booze back there in little old New York….
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