She noticed right away that Sheila was a two-sided coin. 1. "Where am I?" she cried, passing her hand across her brow. Sheppard. A thin mist lay on the river, giving the few craft moving about in it a ghostly look. ] THE RAGGED EDGE BY HAROLD MACGRATH AUTHOR OF DRUMS OF JEOPARDY, ETC. Now the sense of beauty was spreading to a multitude of hitherto unsuspected aspects of the world about her. Afraid, no doubt, he thought grimly, that her other visitor would leave. It was situated off a little hallway that led also to the kitchens and the back door to the outside. He glanced up at the coachman.
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