Wood. Dreams of adorable infants danced through her head as she cradled blankets in her arms. From where had he come, and why? An author! To her he would be no less interesting because he was unsuccessful. ’ ‘Gammon!’ burst from the captain, who had just tossed off a glass of Madeira. She would be enduing this chap with attributes he did not possess, clothing him in fictional ruffles. He had done his best, pitching with determined fury that resulted in two outs. Some one had once, in his hearing, called him a prig.
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