“Yeah. ” She said mournfully. There was nothing left now of the selfassured, prosperous man of affairs. It was a night of storm and terror, which promised each moment to become more stormy and more terrible. She drew it out with shaking fingers. Mrs. A beachcomber in embryo, and she had lent a hand through habit as much as through pity.
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