’ *** Martha sniffed dolefully, scrubbing at her reddened eyes with a large square of damp linen. It was thought, however, if the skipper could have been found, that the result of the case would have been materially different. " "Except me, dear," insinuated Edgeworth Bess. "First take the child," cried Darrell, holding up the infant, and clinging to the oar with a dying effort. “The point is we’re not toys, toys isn’t the word; we’re litter. . "I don't know what I think," Wood answered sulkily; and he bent his eyes upon the water, as if he wished to avert his attention forcibly from the scene.
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