He was helpful, but gravely dubious. He had nothing to guide him; for though the torches were blazing ruddily below, their gleam fell only on the side of the building. The little girl uttered no remonstrance; but, replacing the flowers in the basket, burst into tears, and withdrew. The low ceiling made him seem abnormally tall. Montague Hill. Journeying blindly half way across the world, this man had found his quarry. A kind but hard looking female officer named Rose took her into a room and sat her down at a small wooden table.
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