Her target was a fifty-four year old man who lived with his mother, an obese neighborhood woman, a widow named Dawn Plote. Sheppard looked fixedly at him, as if she would penetrate the gloomy depth of his soul. He sat down on the sill of the open window, folded his arms, and stared straight before him for a long time over the wilderness of tiles and chimney-pots into a sky that was blue and empty. But things that a girl of sixteen may do in short skirts are not things to be done by a young lady of twenty-one in fancy dress and an opera-cloak, and just as she was coming unaided to an adequate realization of this, she discovered Mr. . 1 through 1. Sheppard, with startling eagerness. The agony on the sands now ceased to puzzle her. They were now both in a state of unprecedented physical fitness. Gerald watched her vanish into the darkness, unusually incensed. She was the actress his whim had chosen to play a passive part. " "Readily. There are boats on the lake and shady depths and wildernesses of pine-wood.
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