I’m rather scornful. But in his presence a wall of diffidence and timidity encompassed her. At sight of his wan features, she forgot the urgency of her need for a moment, and fell to her knees at his bedside, placing her hands on his slack ones where they lay on the soiled coverlet. She was frightfully hungry. I’ll get in trouble. Jack could hardly be accounted good-looking: Thames, on the contrary, was one of the handsomest boys possible.
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