sailed on

Of course, I used all my skills to avoid wrecking our ship of dreamy pleasures, even if I did believe she’d leave me swinging from the gallows. I steered carefully, doing my best to enchant Pamela with loyalty and devotion and puppy-dog attentiveness. The waters grew dangerous, reefs loomed all around us. I worried that Pamela was growing bored with me, but I sailed on, pretending not to see the storm clouds up ahead.

Lord Malinov, Journals of Lord Malinov

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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet
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