dead men tell no tales
Nothing is so easy as falling in love on a long sea voyage except falling out of love. Especially was this the case in the days when the wooden clippers did finely to land you in Sydney or in Melbourne under the four full months. We all saw far too much of each other unless indeed we were to see still more. (Excerpt) --This text refers to an alternate Paperback edition.
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