He waved a hand toward the sea. I tried to have it out with him, but he wouldn’t have it out. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. " "Won't my life do as well as his?" supplicated the other.
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