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Page 110
FLORA ( watching him , suddenly exclaims ) : You have it , too ! DABNEY ( starts ) : What ? FLORA ( watching his arm , fascinated ) : That drawing ... painting on your arm . DABNEY : Yes . Tattoo . FLORA ( as though to herself ) ...
FLORA ( watching him , suddenly exclaims ) : You have it , too ! DABNEY ( starts ) : What ? FLORA ( watching his arm , fascinated ) : That drawing ... painting on your arm . DABNEY : Yes . Tattoo . FLORA ( as though to herself ) ...
Page 130
It was on the little narrow deck , watching the shore fade away in the early dawn , or going out in the chops of the late evening ebb tides , that some idea of the great machine came to me , the great machine that had caught all of us ...
It was on the little narrow deck , watching the shore fade away in the early dawn , or going out in the chops of the late evening ebb tides , that some idea of the great machine came to me , the great machine that had caught all of us ...
Page 135
He kicked out at Fritz , who had fallen in a heap , senseless with terror . But the blow of the boot seemed to rouse him . He started up and stared at us gasping . And then he gave a low , gurgling cry and ran forward . I watched ...
He kicked out at Fritz , who had fallen in a heap , senseless with terror . But the blow of the boot seemed to rouse him . He started up and stared at us gasping . And then he gave a low , gurgling cry and ran forward . I watched ...
Page 136
One moment I was standing , stupidly watching Fritz run out of the ward - room door . And the next I was lying in a boat , on the top of the broad open sea . How ? I do not know , but I have guessed over it , and I think that this is ...
One moment I was standing , stupidly watching Fritz run out of the ward - room door . And the next I was lying in a boat , on the top of the broad open sea . How ? I do not know , but I have guessed over it , and I think that this is ...
Page 138
I had a fire ; and glorying in its warmth I sat and watched , and smoked my dingy pipe . Watched while the snapping pyre of hickory Flamed upwards gleefully , as if to reach Its brother bending green - clad fingers from above .
I had a fire ; and glorying in its warmth I sat and watched , and smoked my dingy pipe . Watched while the snapping pyre of hickory Flamed upwards gleefully , as if to reach Its brother bending green - clad fingers from above .
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