He hadn't gambled or played the horses or hit the booze back there in little old New York…. And later they paddled in a boat above the mysterious deeps of the See, and peered down into the green-blues and the blue-greens together. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. "Here I am, Captain," cried a voice from without. The knowledge breathed into her heart a satisfying warmth. Her pulses began to race.
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