Sheppard was unwillingly compelled to listen. There were sidetables and a writing table, similarly buried in bric-a-brac, and the chair by the French doors could hardly be seen for blankets. “Where were you?” He inquired, rubbing her shoulders. She was to see Capes to-morrow, but now, in this state of misery she had achieved, she felt assured he would turn his back upon her, take no notice of her at all. All sorts of battered tramps, junks and riff-raff of the seas trailed in and out. Norris, she revived a little. “I feared we might have a fog.
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