\"Oneoftheotherships？\"
\"Weshouldbetherenow，oratanyratetomorrow。\"
\"WellthenI’mgladitisn’toneoftheothers\"——andIsmiledattheyoungladyonmyarm。Mywordsofferedherachancetosaysomethingappreciative，andgavehimoneevenmore；butneitherJaspernorGraceMavistookadvantageoftheoccasion。Whattheydiddo，I
noticed，wastolookateachotherratherfixedlyaninstant；afterwhichsheturnedhereyessilentlytothesea。Shemadenomovementandutterednosound，contrivingtogivemethesensethatshehadallatoncebecomeperfectlypassive，thatshesomehowdeclinedresponsibility。WeremainedstandingtherewithJasperinfrontofus，andifthecontactofherarmdidn’tsuggestIshouldgiveherup，neitherdiditintimatethatwehadbetterpasson。Ihadnoideaofgivingherup，albeitoneofthethingsIseemedtoreadjustthenintoJasper’scountenancewasafineimplicationthatshewashisproperty。Hiseyesmetmineforamoment，anditwasexactlyasifhehadsaidtome\"Iknowwhatyouthink，butIdon’tcarearap。\"
WhatIreallythoughtwasthathewasselfishbeyondthelimits：