Although she had said a great deal when she heard about the shooting that had left poor Jack so badly injured. It was not human and yet very human, a high pitched wail of hunger that rattled her skull. It was if the world had blinked out for a moment. "I don't know what I think," Wood answered sulkily; and he bent his eyes upon the water, as if he wished to avert his attention forcibly from the scene. I'll repay you. He drew an awed breath. He had promised her some books, for she had voiced her hunger for stories.
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