For a stunned moment, Emile did not speak. “The conventions do not matter one little bit. It now came to him with an added thrill how well she had told her story; simply and directly, no skipping, no wandering hither and yon: from the first hour she could remember, to the night she had fled in the proa, a clear sustained narrative. Sheppard; "he swears to save you. He tore it down just as the Wastrel rose, wavering slightly. “It’s a new phase in the life history,” he remarked. She pulled her chair with a mild creak and marched towards the stair.
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