She was posing before the mirror, critically, miserably, defensively, and perhaps bewilderedly. "Do not despair, my sweet soul," said Wood, in a soothing tone. ’ ‘Can’t say as I’m sorry to hear you say that, missie,’ confessed the sergeant, on a relieved note, as he locked the front door of the mansion and pocketed the key. She drifted northward from the Strand, and came on some queer and dingy quarters. Sheppard, with a faint smile and a doubtful shake of the head, as Wood drew her to a seat beside him, "for I've had my full share of misery.
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