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Portrait of Sabine Baring-Gould Sabine Baring-Gould In the Roar of the Sea — Chapter 18

Not a thought of the worry you have been to me; deprived of my sleep—of my bed—of my bed," repeated Aunt Dunes, grimly. "How can you expect a bulb to flower if you take it out of the earth and stick it on a bedroom chair stirring broth? I have no patience with you young people. You are consumed with selfishness."
"But, auntie! Don't be cross. Why did Captain Coppinger buy all my dear crinkum-crankums?"
Aunt Dionysia snorted and tossed her head.
Judith suddenly flushed; she did not repeat the question, but said hastily, "Auntie, I want to go back to Mr. Menaida."
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Portrait of Sabine Baring-Gould Sabine Baring-Gould In the Roar of the Sea — Chapter 18

Captain Coppinger found you somewhere on the down at night, when you ought to have been at home. You were insensible, or pretended to be so—it's not for me to say which." "Oh, aunt, I don't want to be here."
"Nor do I want you here—and in my room, too. Hoity-toity! nephews and nieces are just like pigs—you want them to go one way and they run the other."
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Portrait of Sabine Baring-Gould Sabine Baring-Gould In the Roar of the Sea — Chapter 18

Regardless of herself, thinking only of him, without a moment's consideration, she ran down the stairs and threw open the door into the great kitchen or hall.
It was full of men—wild, rough fellows—drinking and smoking; there were lights and a fire. The atmosphere was rank with spirits and tobacco; on a chair sat a sailor fiddling, and in the midst of the room, on a table, was Jamie dancing a jig, to the laughter and applause of the revellers.
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