It was equally as beautiful but not quite so fine as the daughter's. " "By no means," rejoined Wood, hastily. I don’t think they do matter. The place was pockmarked with window-like holes everywhere—people were always 138 falling into them and breaking bones--it was for these lookouts why she had chosen it. With a moment of inward shame he remembered his deportment towards Anna. Outside stood a stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased mass of spiky bottle-black hair.
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