He stared at the woman depicted thereon for a long moment, awe in his head. "It's an ill wind that blows nobody good," thought the carpenter, turning his attention to the child, whose feeble struggles and cries proclaimed that, as yet, life had not been extinguished by the hardships it had undergone. ” The tired woman sat still for a moment. “I wish this hadn’t turned up to-day of all days.
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