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"
Let
it
go
if
you
have
to
.
"
"
And
how
about
Mary
and
the
children
?
"
"
Forget
them
for
a
while
.
They
’
ll
like
you
better
if
you
climb
out
of
the
hole
.
You
’
re
not
helping
them
by
worrying
about
them
.
"
"
And
Mary
’
s
money
?
"
"
Lose
it
if
you
have
to
but
risk
it
.
With
care
and
good
advice
you
don
’
t
have
to
lose
it
.
Risk
isn
’
t
loss
.
Our
people
have
always
been
calculated
-
risk
people
and
they
didn
’
t
lose
.
I
’
m
going
to
shock
you
,
Ethan
.
You
’
re
letting
down
the
memory
of
old
Cap
’
n
Hawley
.
You
owe
his
memory
something
.
Why
,
he
and
my
daddy
owned
the
Belle
-
Adair
together
,
one
of
the
last
built
and
finest
of
all
whaling
bottoms
.
Get
off
your
ass
,
Ethan
.
You
owe
the
Belle
-
Adair
something
you
haven
’
t
paid
in
guts
.
The
hell
with
the
finance
company
.
"
Ethan
coaxed
a
reluctant
piece
of
cellophane
over
the
gutter
’
s
edge
with
his
broom
tip
.
He
said
softly
,
"
The
Belle
-
Adair
burned
to
the
waterline
,
sir
.
"
"
I
know
she
did
,
but
did
that
stop
us
?
It
did
not
.
"
"
She
was
insured
.
"
"
Of
course
she
was
.
"
