” He shook his head, and his eyes and the mouth under the black mustache wrinkled with his smile. '" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. She glanced at him. And turning again, as if the emotions she had churned up kept her on the move, she paced back to the mantel and there stopped, staring at her own reflection in the tarnished mirror. Now then," he added more calmly, "I am ready to die.
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