Chapter VI A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly through his gold eye-glasses. Observing Spurlock's spellbound attitude, he clapped the boy on the shoulder. “He spends hours of every day on the pavement below,” Anna answered calmly. One from 1966, a yearbook photo reprinted in a newspaper. Two women entered and sat down at the adjoining table. The effects of the heroin wore off slowly. I do not even know his name.
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