” “I thought you would find that out. They took her fingerprints sitting at the gray metal desk of Officer Nolte, the virile young buck who had brought her in. Evidently her foresight has saved me a funeral. At least the sun would not be as bright, which was a welcome reprieve from the mercilessly bright early summer days which had invigorated every man, woman, and child in the suburbs but were wearing Lucy down into acute fatigue, along with her hunger. The lighting-up pierced the obscurity of the box, and Ramage stopped his urgent flow of words abruptly and sat back. A sea voyage under sail will be the making of him.
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