Katy’s face was vapid and undistinguishable from a crowd, but pretty in an abstract sense, like the face of a baby doll. She was alone, and the mask of her unchanging high spirits was for the moment laid aside. ’ ‘Get going, then,’ Trodger told his men. She reached a tiny yellow-fronted cottage covered with flowering creepers, and entered the front room by the wide-open window.
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