“He’s quite the inventor. They weren’t very chummy with one another but Sheila 113 didn’t expect much from a foster daughter as long as she worked hard, very hard, to earn her keep. ’ ‘Who were they?’ she asked abruptly. She took refuge in beating her pillow and inventing insulting epithets for herself. It was dangerous for her to dare approaching him and she knew the tremendous risk she was taking, but a part of her demanded that he be found. All along the wooden benches before it sat a profusion of soldiery, a collection of barbers in attendance, busily employed in replaiting and powdering their hair ready for a military review scheduled for this afternoon. Women are not in the world in the same sense that men are—fighting individuals in a scramble. “What has he to do with it?” “He was your sister’s master—her friend. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. But it doesn’t alter the situation. “Look here, father,” she said, with a change in her voice, “suppose I won’t stand it?” He regarded her as though this was a new idea.
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