“I know the place you mean—very good cooking for such
an out-of-the-way show. “Perhaps,” he said, “I have been to blame. Annabel ignored both the chair and the invitation. “I don’t care a rap for
remembering. “Why should I bear the burden of
your wickedness? Who knows what might come of it? I shall permit nothing of
the sort. And, what's more, I tell you, if Captain
Sheppard is hanged, you need never hope to call me Mrs. \"Ever thought about letting me do something with
your hair?\"
Not needing an answer, Shari got up and whipped out
a vented brush from an overstuffed drawer. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world,
with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes,
its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much
as an animal goes out to seek food. “Difficulties indeed.
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