It was a boy baby cooing in swaddling clothes, a baby who had just been born to the butcher's servant across the alley, the maid Isobella who trailed behind, beaming. There was only one clean spot in the picture—the ship's wash (all white) that fluttered on a line stretched between the two masts. " "I'll never understand. It could not go on much longer, her luck. Wood, now more buxom and more gorgeously arrayed than ever,—as well as a young and beautiful female, in whom he was at no loss to recognise the carpenter's daughter. She returned home through a world that was as roseate as it had been gray overnight.
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