‘And she’s—’ She broke off, a sudden light in her eyes. “Who’ll mind the baby nar?” was one of the night’s inspirations, and very frequent. He remained standing by the stem of the proa, his glance roving investigatingly. In one of the cabins a man sat on the edge of his narrow bunk. He stood still, almost breathless. She would be in the library, her favorite place, or on the bench by the colored glass window with her embroidery. She could not apply it in this instance because she was not sure the application would be correct. ‘—and I love your raven hair, and your bright blue eyes, and your very kissable lips—’ suiting the action to the words ‘—and I love the crazy way you speak English, and the way you curse at me.
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