A Crime of the Under-Seas

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Guy Boothby

A Crime of the Under-Seas

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“Try me, that’s all,” replied Callingway fervently. “Think what our present life is. We are here to-day and gone to-morrow. We’ve not a foot of earth in the whole wide world that we can call our own. The only home we know is a numbered room in a hotel or a cabin aboard a ship. We never know when we get up in the morning whether by nightfall we shall not be lying stark and cold shot through the heart, or with six inches of cold steel through our lungs. Our nerves from year’s end to year’s end are strained to breaking pitch, and there’s not a single decent woman to be found amongst the whole circle of our acquaintances. After all, a wife’s–”

“The lasses, the lasses, I agree with ye,” interrupted McDougall without ceremony. “After all ’tis the lasses who make the joy o’ livin’. Hear what Robbie says:–

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