A hollow feeling opened up inside her, and she felt her heartbeat quicken. Detention was merry for the other detainees. Wood, who had merely absented himself to see that a public breakfast, which he had ordered at the Six Bells for all who chose to partake of it, was in readiness. Voices floated down, but there was no sound of pursuit. "Your name is Spurlock?" "It is. Her prevailing effect was one of quiet and complete assurance, as though she knew all about everything, and was only restrained by her instinctive delicacy from telling what she knew. I never intended it to be anything but a short story, for I had never completed even the shortest of stories unless forced to in grammar school.
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