Harriet MacLeod (aka 'Harry'):
Harry attempts to unobtrusively eavesdrop, knowing the value of sailors' scuttlebutt. She attempted to do the same throughout the day, though the environment did not prove conducive as well she expected. Not with the wind and the waves and the gulls and the work-calls, she muses privately. Calmer, quieter now we're docked.
"Yeh, I herd abou' it," says the other old salt. "Some madman, I reckon. No woman deserves a beatin' like that. But it was someone she'd never seen before, she sez, an' I wouldn' trust the police in this town t' catch so much as a lobster if they saw it walkin' down th' street..."
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