The longing to talk to someone! But in the end she had gone to her room without giving in to the craving. “Lift up one corner of the curtain for me. “I hate you because you are the Devil! Rot in Hell!” She was shocked at her own accusation, how she had savored the words. She pulled the door so that it was not quite to, and held out her hand, palm up. He tried not to think—of Ruth with her mother's locket, of her misguided father, taking his lonely way to sea. These were the Master's body-guard. The air might be cool, but half an hour without head-gear was an invitation to sunstroke.
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