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Chapter 12

           OldMrs.Beckwith,forexample,wasalwayssayinghowniceitwasandhowsweetitwasandhowtheyoughttobesoproudandtheyoughttobesohappy,butasamatteroffact,Jamesthought,lookingattheLighthousestoodthereonitsrock,it’slikethat.Helookedathisfatherreadingfiercelywithhislegscurledtight.Theysharedthatknowledge."Wearedrivingbeforeagalewemustsink,"hebegansayingtohimself,halfaloud,exactlyashisfathersaidit.

           Nobodyseemedtohavespokenforanage.Camwastiredoflookingatthesea.Littlebitsofblackcorkhadfloatedpast;thefishweredeadinthebottomoftheboat.Stillherfatherread,andJameslookedathimandshelookedathim,andtheyvowedthattheywouldfighttyrannytothedeath,andhewentonreadingquiteunconsciousofwhattheythought.Itwasthusthatheescaped,shethought.Yes,withhisgreatforeheadandhisgreatnose,holdinghislittlemottledbookfirmlyinfrontofhim,heescaped.Youmighttrytolayhandsonhim,butthenlikeabird,hespreadhiswings,hefloatedofftosettleoutofyourreachsomewherefarawayonsomedesolatestump.Shegazedattheimmenseexpanseofthesea.Theislandhadgrownsosmallthatitscarcelylookedlikealeafanylonger.Itlookedlikethetopofarockwhichsomewavebiggerthantherestwouldcover.Yetinitsfrailtywereallthosepaths,thoseterraces,thosebedroomsallthoseinnumberablethings.

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