He entered it; crossed the room, in which there was only a small truckle-bed, over which he stumbled; opened another door and gained the stair-head. Outside stood a stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased mass of spiky bottle-black hair. Sheppard, attend to what I'm about to say to you. God would have taken mercy on her baby, seeing that she had already had too much pain and that he had taken her beloved mother. “Not home yet, miss,” the young man replied. She was too late. Before she put on her sun-helmet, she paused before the mirror. .
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