The Ragged Edge. ’ ‘I thank you,’ Gerald said drily. He never asked questions; he never addressed his companions; and frequently he took off his cap and wiped his forehead. ‘Now then,’ said the captain sternly, ‘I’m not going to ask you what you’re doing here. . I have the right also to throw you out. " "My son!" echoed the widow, trembling. ’ She drew a heavy breath. Leave me my blanket! I'm very cold at night. I hate to see you spoil yourself with guys like me. She liked to do it for Cathy Beck, so that she could relax after waitressing all day at the Big Apple with a homemade meal. I'm used to insult as I am to misfortune, and am grown callous to both; but I'm not used to compassion, and know not how to take it.
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