He loved the sea, and could give a good account of himself in any weather. Here was a thundering blow. Time after time he sent Spurlock into this corner or that; but always the boy regained his feet before the murderous boot could reach the mark. I’ll give you grandpére!’ ‘But milor’—’ ‘Pardon!’ No longer master of his actions, the general lurched forward, waving his cane. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘You have papers of identity, for the Mother Abbess told me so. The ticket line filtered slowly into the glass doors, growing louder and more boisterous by the minute. ‘I want a word with you, my lad.
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