Her two sticks were bare and brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust. But ere the words could find utterance, her maternal tenderness overcame her indignation; and, sinking upon her knees, she extended her arms over her child. Probably some woman on the loose; they were as thick as flies over here—dizzy blondes. Her voice was soft and singularly musical; but from time to time she uttered old-fashioned words which forced him to grope mentally. The doctor laughed.
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