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Dr. Breen's Practice by William Dean Howells
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and she perceived that she had put on her waterproof and drawn the hood
over her head.

Those steps to the beach had made her giddy when she descended with
leisure for such dismay; but now, with the tempest flattening her against
the stair-case, and her gossamer clutching and clinging to every surface,
and again twisting itself about her limbs, she clambered down as swiftly
and recklessly as Barlow himself, and followed over the beach beside the
men who were pulling a boat down the sand at a run.

"Let me get in!" she screamed. "I wish to go with you!"

"Take hold of the girl, Barlow!" shouted one of the men. "She's crazy."

He tumbled himself with four others into the boat, and they all struck
out together through the froth and swirl of the waves. She tried to free
herself from Barlow, so as to fling the waterproof into the boat. "Take
this, then. She'll be soaked through!"

Barlow broke into a grim laugh. "She won't need it, except for a
windin'-sheet!" he roared. "Don't you see the boat's drivin' right on t'
the sand? She'll be kindlin' wood in a minute."

"But they're inside the reef! They can come to anchor!" she shrieked in
reply. He answered her with a despairing grin and a shake of the head.
"They can't. What has your boat gone out for, then?"

"To pick 'em up out the sea. But they'll never git 'em alive. Look how
she slaps her boom int' the water! Well! He DOES know how to handle a
boat!"
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