RICHARD MARSH-21

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It was close on ten o’clock when she went out of the cabin; where she was going to, or what she was going to do at that time of night, I couldn’t think. Ten o’clock is my bedtime, or it is no fault of mine, and if I were to start my day when sensible people are going to sleep, there would soon be an end of me. Sleep from ten to six is what suits me. That time I did not go to bed as soon as she had left me. I had been struck by what she had said. Somehow, although I had only been on the ship as it were five minutes, an idea seemed to have got about that I was a more interesting person than I wished to be Who was it that had told Sadie Lawrence that I had got something worth having? I had expected, when I made that arrangement with Mr. Stewart, that I might have a little trouble between L

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