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. In reply to this summons a horn was instantly blown at the corner of the street. Her white shirt was ridiculously utilitarian, but fitted in all the right places, he smirked. Pausing with the intention of turning back, he glanced in the direction of the village church, the tower of which could just be seen through the trees. “But what can one do?” asked Ann Veronica.
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