B. She walked back to the car. Was she interested in that young ass who was risking his bones over there in the city? They had come up on the same boat. God had never answered any of her prayers. Her two sticks were bare and brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust. He addressed her by that title, and something in the tone disturbed her. ” “I thought Mr. " "Very well, Sir," replied Sheppard. He had said so.
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