"'Cos there's a gale a-getting up as'll perwent you, young freshwater," replied the tar. " "O Heavens!" screamed Winifred, while her father lifted up his hands in silent horror. She came into the room. Instinctively she had fallen into the posture of the poster, her hands behind her, her head bent slightly forward, her chin uplifted, her eyes bright with the drollery of the song. He, however, made no remark at the time, but instantly prepared to set out.
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