" And, as he spoke, he took up a sheet of paper, and hastily traced a few lines upon it. “Who are you?” She asked innocently. Most of the vessels lying in the river were driven from their moorings, dashed tumultuously against each other, or blown ashore. Morningside Park was a suburb that had not altogether, as people say, come off. This year—I’ve got it badly.
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