Mr. " "Oh!" exclaimed the widow, covering her face with her hands. " "Unpossible, master," rejoined Ben; "the tide's running down like a mill-sluice, and the wind's right in our teeth. The poor child! What frightful things she must have seen on that island of hers! The noise of crashing glass caused a diversion; and Ruth turned gratefully toward the sound. The perspiration stood out upon his forehead. ’ ‘The what, miss?’ asked Kimble, frowning. “A sex of blacklegging clients.
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