" "Mr. Good words, without deeds, are rushes and reeds. You give her a daub here and there where the rust shows. From under his pillow he dragged forth the key to the trunk. "Whatever you like, Hoddy," she agreed, wiping the sweat from her forehead. Not a word was uttered for some time, nor any sound heard except the stilled sobs of the unfortunate mother. The latter began to heave himself up from the sand.
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