She was definitely following him. Sheppard, fervently. Scissors with which to cut her hair, just in case. So that way is closed. The candle was shaking in his hand as Ruth appeared in the doorway. Alors, one must steel oneself. He was a wonderful little creature with a perfect tiny face, mottled pink cheeks, and eyes brighter than May. With this view he struck off into a narrow street on the left, and soon entered a small alehouse, over the door of which hung the sign of the "Welsh Trumpeter.
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