"Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key. Niente. Most of the vessels lying in the river were driven from their moorings, dashed tumultuously against each other, or blown ashore. ” “Not yet,” he said. ” She was silent.
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