All at once she became aware of sounds outside. ” She was silent. There were sidetables and a writing table, similarly buried in bric-a-brac, and the chair by the French doors could hardly be seen for blankets. The inn was a military haunt. And not a worthy tome in sight. She could not be more than twenty; and though want and other suffering had done the work of time, had wasted her frame, and robbed her cheek of its bloom and roundness, they had not extinguished the lustre of her eyes, nor thinned her raven hair. Preparations were next made for taking Thames on board.
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