The sky beyond was a surreal color of pink that reminded her of the windows she had once been entranced by at the castle chapel, their leaden lines depicting old religious stories and sufferings. I've watched this lad—this Sheppard—from infancy; and, though I have apparently concerned myself little about him, I have never lost sight of my purpose. Then he had gone away. . 1. Part 8 “Why should I ever come back?” she said to herself, as she went down the staircase. “They are coming past our table.
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