2. ’ Trodger frowned, and chewed his lip. This also struck her as odd. No window. The misty caravans of which she had dreamed were become actualities. Sheila pounded the kitchen table, causing the bell jar with the silk flowers to tip over and roll to the floor. “A volatile temperament—yes, a volatile temperament,” Mr.
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