"I have no piano in this cabin, sir," she answered, without raising her eyes. "And I have no heart to sing without music.",
"You will tell me, sir," said Lucy, addressing the surgeon, "what I am to do, and I will do it. Where is he wounded?",
Mr. Keeler was leaning across the back of the long seat, smiling commendingly upon him..
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