When Sheila was in a bad mood, she berated her new foster daughter for streaks on the windows, dust on the figurines, for crooked bed sheet corners, and floors that had not been waxed properly. As she came in this morning she saw that the lamp was still burning in the study; so she stopped at the door. It was one of the secret troubles of her mind, this grotesque twist her ideas would sometimes take, as though they rebelled and rioted. Presently, however, a sudden movement occurred, and disclosed his features, which were those of a young man of nearly his own age.
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