Her two sticks were bare and brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust. As for the doctor, he found a pleasure in this service that would have puzzled him had he paused to analyse it. Please sit down, Miss —dear me, I haven’t asked you your name yet. I can’t help you a cent. It did not shock her; it amazed her, interested her beyond measure. It means so much from one as 179 beautiful as you.
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