She forced herself not to think of John. “We have no airs and graces here, and my hat hangs from a peg in the passage. At this time of universal havoc and despair,—when all London quaked at the voice of the storm,—the carpenter, who was exposed to its utmost fury, fared better than might have been anticipated. I did so. She laid her hand upon his arm.
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