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The Down Easters V2 is a book written by John Neal. It is the second volume in the series, and it tells the story of the Down Easters, a group of sailors from the northeastern United States who sailed the world's oceans in the 19th century. The book is a collection of stories about the lives and adventures of these sailors, and it provides a detailed look at the culture and traditions of the Down Easters. The stories in this book cover a wide range of topics, including shipwrecks, piracy, and the challenges of life at sea. The Down Easters V2 is an engaging and informative read that will appeal to anyone interested in maritime history or the lives of sailors in the 19th century.But while he stood in the door-way, holding his breath (continues the narrative) something glided past him like a shadow. His blood thrilled as it swept by; but the next moment he saw the shape of a woman at his elbow, he heard her step, her low agitated breathing, and his heart beat thick with joy. It was no shadow, no shape such as men are afraid of, though it wear the outward form of what they have most loved on earth. It was a woman--perhaps a beautiful woman--a youthful woman he was quite sure, for the small hand he took was very soft and smooth, and though it fluttered violently, it was cold to the touch of his.This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the old original and may contain some imperfections such as library marks and notations. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature in affordable, high quality, modern editions, that are true to their original work.