"French landed?" enquired Captain Acton, as they strolled away from the flower-bed and paced the grass, in which the daisies were springing, in a quarterdeck walk, the Admiral taking about one and a half rolling steps to Captain Acton's one.,
"No, we'll drive her home now. I guess I know what's best. Get on t'other side of her. Now then, don't let her turn back!",
"On a golden, Indian summer day like this," she finished and closed her eyes as his arms went about her..
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