You say, "Ralph, why in hell did you have to steal my driftwood?"
“You wish first to be taken up near the driftwood,” 337 he exclaimed.
There was plenty of driftwood, and our fires were always cheery and comfortable.
Nothing was in sight but the boats and here and there a mass of driftwood.
Every island and sandbar was covered with dreary looking masses of driftwood of every ...