“For the land’s sake!” said Lisa, laying John’s trousers, which she was patching, down in her lap.,
Oh, yes—it was just that that made everything worse. Johnny Blossom sat in his shirt sleeves close by the hearth, staring thoughtfully into the fire.,
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