I'll take off your irons—for I guess that's the reason why you want the hammer and file—on one condition. Her two sticks were bare and brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust. The sun was setting, casting long dreary shadows across deformed apple trees. Why can’t you let it be?’ Gerald grinned at him.
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