He chuckled. The clock struck half-past ten. She had had to do away with many a leering foster father since she had started frequenting foster homes in the middle of the century. "Now, Sir, I'll trouble you for your coat. What was this man?" "A detective from the States. " "'Sblood!" exclaimed Wild, uneasily. She crawled over and caught at the skirts of this white woman who understood. “Won’t you sit down,” she said, “and tell me what you want to say?” Her voice was flat and faint.
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