Come and help me pack. "Shall I take the babby home with me!" persisted Wood, in a tone between jest and earnest. Cathy stood in the bedroom hallway in her faded blue bathrobe. The darkness prevented the carpenter from discerning the features or figure of the stranger; and the ceaseless din precluded the possibility of holding any communication by words with him. The Ragged Edge. “Hey, John.
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