The vault, in which Sir Rowland found himself, resembled in some measure the cabin of a ship. The gentleman didn't communicate his business to me. He was made welcome as McClintock's agent; but he politely declined all the proffered courtesies. I jumped then—I was not even shaken. One thing—he could be thankful for that—the peak of his misfortunes had been reached; the world might come to an end now and not matter in the least. Its very calmness was frightful. \"Ever thought about letting me do something with your hair?\" Not needing an answer, Shari got up and whipped out a vented brush from an overstuffed drawer.
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