"Holloa—what's that?" cried Austin, starting up. Neither of these wards had beds, and the unfortunate inmates were obliged to take their rest on the oaken floor. She passed inside and upstairs without a word. ” She glared at Sebastian over the drawing table where she was sketching in chalk, then over at the fifteen year old boy who was asleep in a disheveled pile of rushes in the corner. ” She laid her fingers for a moment upon his arm.
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