The next moment, a heavy plunge told that the fugitive had been consigned to the waves. Outside stood a stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased mass of spiky bottle-black hair. The doctor missed the expression of terror and dismay that flitted across Spurlock's face. I haven't forgotten her previous history. It was her job to keep the house as neat as a pin, up to the high standard that Sheila expected, being a nurse. “I’ve never been prone to them.
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