If Winifred remained silent, her looks would have disarmed a person of less assurance than the woollen-draper. "Here he is, waterman," exclaimed the benevolent carpenter. ‘One would take it that the house had been ransacked. "My coat!" Ruth did not move but stared astonishedly at the patient. I have neither father, mother, brother, sister, nor husband—I have only him. In a sense I don’t care. That’s why we are here. I found it on the beach, just sitting there nestled inside a piece of driftwood.
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