`` Nice and far from the market-place , ai n't it ? No buying and selling and getting gain . You do n't have to pay anything -- all that sea and sky free -- ` without money and without price . ' There 's going to be a moonrise purty soon , too -- I 'm never tired of finding out what a moonrise can be over them rocks and sea and harbor . There 's a surprise in it every time . '' They had their moonrise , and watched its marvel and magic in a silence that asked nothing of the world or each other . Then they went up into the tower , and Captain Jim showed and explained the mechanism of the great light . Finally they found themselves in the dining room , where a fire of driftwood was weaving flames of wavering , elusive , sea-born hues in the open fireplace . `` I put this fireplace in myself , '' remarked Captain Jim . `` The Government do n't give lighthouse keepers such luxuries . Look at the colors that wood makes . If you 'd like some driftwood for your fire , Mistress Blythe , I 'll bring you up a load some day . Sit down . I 'm going to make you a cup of tea . '' Captain Jim placed a chair for Anne , having first removed therefrom a huge , orange-colored cat and a newspaper . `` Get down , Matey . The sofa is your place . I must put this paper away safe till I can find time to finish the story in it . It 's called A Mad Love . 'T is n't my favorite brand of fiction , but I 'm reading it jest to see how long she can spin it out .
It 's at the sixty-second chapter now , and the wedding XXXXX n't any nearer than when it begun , far 's I can see .
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