The trader you spoke about: he disliked your father, didn't he? Well, he probably played your father a horrible practical joke. Sheppard was enabled to take possession of the premises. Coming from the gloom of the passage, even the corridors seemed sufficiently illuminated for them to see their way. He remained standing by the stem of the proa, his glance roving investigatingly. He read but little, and that chiefly healthy light fiction with chromatic titles, The Red Sword, The Black Helmet, The Purple Robe, also in order “to distract his mind.
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