Latterly I’ve been doing things. ‘Gone!’ he said. Why do I want him so badly? Why do I want him, and think
about him, and fail to get away from him?
“It isn’t all of me. “I
had those beautiful roses from you on my first night, and a tiny little note but no
address. Wild is a friend of yours,
I'm sorry for what I said. "
"I ondershtand," replied the skipper, putting his finger to his nose; "it shall be
done. So, in broken, rather breathless phrases, he told his story; and
when he had done, he laid his arms upon the table and bent his head to them. This morning I met him at the dock, and he wouldn't
take the other fifty. So now I will say nothing
more to you, and you will please to say nothing more to me, for I do not reply. But oh, how weary I
am! I know. There are no funerals among the poor, only
burials.
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