They sat in the front row. His countenance was pale as death, but not a muscle quivered; nor did he betray the slightest appearance of fear. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. His eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy; he let out a sigh. “You have a boyfriend! That’s fine by me, it’s your business, but you’d better stop sneaking around because Sheila’s got eyes in the back of her head!” He heard Sheila utter a loud percussive blast of a snore from the master bedroom. " "I do not doubt it," returned Jack; "none but those who have experienced it can understand the miseries of imprisonment. It seemed to show a want of affection, to be a deliberate and unmerited disregard, to justify the reprisal of being hurt.
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