At length, about three o'clock, as the first glimmer of dawn became visible through the barred casements of the round-house, the rattling of bolts and chains at the outer door told that some one was admitted. . ‘You will release me at once, imbecile. '" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. Wood lifted up his hands in mute despair. She had just managed to reach it, grabbing for the handle, when the enemy’s cracked command halted her. She hesitated, and for a moment thought of omitting her second verse altogether. You forget all the mass of training and tradition and instinct that go to make him a tolerable master.
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