Sheppard, with a deep sigh, perceiving that her benefactor hesitated to pronounce the word. Clotilde’s stunning green eyes were reflected in the gazes of the tender young children, but their faces had been hollow and sunken, their hair matted, and their clothing in bad need of repair. It is a matter of degree. Let me walk you to the door. Sheppard, and saw from her terrified look that she had made the same alarming discovery as himself.
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