There were mysterious rustlings that made him glance hopefully toward the sea. Shrinking involuntarily back into the farthest corner of the seat, Jack buried his face in his hands. A phase of mental activity that men called courage: to summon at will this energy which barred the ingress of the long cold fingers of fear, which cleared the throat of stuffiness and kept the glance level and ever forward. Mrs. ’ ‘No, perhaps not,’ Gerald agreed with a smile. Lucy stepped inside.
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