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Preparations were next made for taking Thames on board. The young male, as she had actually seen him, had been of the sailor type, hard-bitten, primordial, ruthless. She tucked the mission Bible under her arm, and crooking a finger at Rollo, went forth to the west beach where the sou'-west surge piled up muddily, burdened with broken spars, crates, boxes, and weeds. ‘I knowed he were a wrong ’un, but that. The path he had selected conducted him to his mother's humble dwelling. He should never sufficiently be able to regret the return which they had made to her.
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