Old and dilapidated, the widow's domicile looked the very picture of desolation and misery. “And besides,” said Ann Veronica, sweeping that aspect aside, “what could I do? A boy sails out into a trade or profession. Instantly I knew that I was going to run away that night before he returned from the neighbouring island.
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