It was then that the young man entered his thought with some permanency: because there was no apparent reason for his joining the tour, since from the beginning he had shown no interest in anything. But here’s what is different this time. The sun-canvas was stowed; and Spurlock's chair was set forward the foremast, where the bulging jib cast a sliding blue shadow over him. " "That's better. "But, where's the strange gentleman I saw under the table?" "Under the table!" echoed Blueskin, winking at Jack. It was not a cambric curtain Ruth had drawn across that part of her life: it was of iron. This laughter released something that had been striving for expression—her own natural buoyancy.
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