Similar hours ran on. In the evening a dance, - with fun acquaintances, one, miss U. the really attractive being on board. We skipped- our party- to the bow and to the stern. At night, D.S.B. and I watched the stars. The new moon, too, silvered our wake, till she sank at the far corner of the horizon, slipping gracefully into the water with never a sputter.
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