”
“The sooner the better,” he answered. He woke up with a start and the alarm clock read 4:46
P. He saw the expression
on the girl's face and understood what it signified, that it was the reflected
pattern of his own. ”
“Oh, neat. ” He seemed to be elaborating ideas as he talked. ’ He strode to the fireplace behind the leather-topped desk and
addressed his own reflection in the mirror, wagging an admonitory finger in his
own face. "It's an ill wind that blows nobody good," thought the carpenter, turning his
attention to the child, whose feeble struggles and cries proclaimed that, as yet,
life had not been extinguished by the hardships it had undergone. In each pause she could
sense his growing trepidation. Ray Plote was most certainly feeling restless, what if
he had left the house for the evening? She needed to eat. "
"Then, we'll lose no more time," returned Jack.
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