He entered it; crossed the room, in which there was only a small truckle-bed, over which he stumbled; opened another door and gained the stair-head. “Often,” he repeated, a little heavily. ’ She edged sideways a little more, her eyes on the pistol in his hand. A hazy face appeared through the fog of sleep, pale and thin and looming. "Aye—to pretend to her that you don't care.
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