The stranger started at the touch, and spoke. ” “You want to be free and so forth, yes. " "Ah!" exclaimed Mrs. Sheppard. “It was just an hour before teatime,” she remarked. A jar of pink roses upon a tiny table seemed to gain an extra delicacy of colour from the sombre curtains behind. She could visualize the picture she had presented, particularly the battered papier-mâché kitbag at her feet. I, too, want to understand—to walk with my head in the light.
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