Wild!" demanded Trenchard, as if he had formed a sudden resolution. Dollis Hill revisited. "No—Sheppard?" rejoined Wild. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. Loneliness.
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