His expression altered. Too close, he reasoned, for safety. Immediately the "boy" went forth with his paper lantern, repeating a cry as he ran—warning to clear the way. Don’t ask me how. He turned, and beheld Winifred. Sheppard. She was, as Capes had said, a hard young woman.
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