Until at last I persuaded him to go to bed. " "On my soul, Thames, you wrong me!" replied Jack, passionately. ‘We’ll cross that bridge if and when we come to it. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. I found a blue stone on the beach once. Not alone with her, that’s sure.
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