She finished the olive and looked up. Time enough for Gosse to shut her mouth forever, as he did not hesitate to point out to her. "This locket," he said, taking a little ornament attached to a black ribband from his breast, and giving it her,—"do you remember it?" "I do—I do!" cried Winifred. "'Cos there's a gale a-getting up as'll perwent you, young freshwater," replied the tar. Dear me, what a difference it has made! No one would ever think that we were sisters.
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