Outside stood a stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased mass of spiky bottle-black hair. Any natural fineness would be numbed by drink. He barely shook the rose petals from her hair. "I will at once convince you of the truth of my assertions, and ascertain whether the enemy really is at hand. The imbecile. Such ambitions as he had were stereotyped and material. But I do not even care if I am absurd. The bed-and table-linen were of the finest texture. Wild wishes to keep a man out of the way, he'll speedily find the means to do so. I bored him.
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