Quickly a battle ensued as Larry tried to squeeze workman’s compensation from his employer. Flinging her back against it, she put her hands out, barring his way. She tucked the mission Bible under her arm, and crooking a finger at Rollo, went forth to the west beach where the sou'-west surge piled up muddily, burdened with broken spars, crates, boxes, and weeds. As she talked she made weak little gestures with her hands, and she thrust her face forward from her bent shoulders; and she peered sometimes at Ann Veronica and sometimes at a photograph of the Axenstrasse, near Fluelen, that hung upon the wall. ‘Do please continue,’ Gerald begged, deceptively docile.
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