"It was the story of a man, so to speak, who had left his vitals in his native land and wandered strange paths emptily. Gerald’s thoughts raced as he reached out supporting hands and murmured meaningless phrases to soothe. "My own father!" Queerly the room and its objects receded and vanished; and there intervened a series of mental pictures that so long as she lived would ever be recurring. ” Anna looked at them for a moment with a pitiful attempt at a smile. Lucy spoke once they had turned the corner. All sorts of battered tramps, junks and riff-raff of the seas trailed in and out.
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