“You are one simp,” he comforted, at the same time putting his own overcoat about the shivering boy.,
“Yes, I can see that the wind, the shaking tower, the creaking mill, would bring such dreams,” his mother said. “Hear the wind howl now!”,
“But if your steamer works you don’t want its secrets peddled round; and girls always blab.”.
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