"Friends!" echoed Kneebone, with a look of dismay. The girl stood with her hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than ever like an obdurate child. Diane Vorsack clicked her tongue in a “tsk”. ” “At any rate,” she declared, “your remarks decided me. I decided to go in and wait. ‘Both of them so wise after the event.
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