The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. U. Her sensitive ears could hear her foster mother snoring in front of the television. "Good bye!" cried Jack, as if taking leave of his mistresses, "to-morrow, at the same time. "Let me see," replied Wood; "exactly twelve years ago last November. Her hair, once red, faded to a thin gray that she kept cut into a practical short bob.
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