When she tried to speak she found it difficult. "By all means," rejoined Quilt. Amidship there was also canvas, and like that over the wheel, drab and dirty. A beachcomber in embryo, and she had lent a hand through habit as much as through pity. “You do not quite understand,” she said gently. “Thank you, ma’am.
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