"Take me, then," replied the widow. It was a castoff of Shari’s from her brief obsession with sewing. There was—a service. But perhaps I had better get a room in an hotel to-night and look round. She heard the shower running and looked at his floor. She deserves what has befallen her. The thought of you, wandering from pillar to post, believing yourself hunted—it tore my old heart to pieces! For I knew you. At least here she was safe. —BRENDON.
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