’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. She, having all the confidence in the world, ripped off an end and drew out the contents—a letter and a check. Of course she had often heard sailors hammering out their ditties. “I’m sorry.
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