She wished she could steal his smiles and keep them in a box, they had always been so precious. He should never sufficiently be able to regret the return which they had made to her. 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. She did not wince. She pulled his shirt from its tucked belted state and snaked her hands around his waist. “Well?” he asked her tersely.
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