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What
he
saw
of
the
fair-haired
boy
with
the
creamy
shell
on
his
knees
did
not
seem
to
satisfy
him
.
He
turned
quickly
,
his
black
cloak
circling
.
"
Is
n't
there
a
ship
,
then
?
"
Inside
the
floating
cloak
he
was
tall
,
thin
,
and
bony
;
and
his
hair
was
red
beneath
the
black
cap
.
His
face
was
crumpled
and
freckled
,
and
ugly
without
silliness
.
Out
of
this
face
stared
two
light
blue
eyes
,
frustrated
now
,
and
turning
,
or
ready
to
turn
,
to
anger
.
"
Is
n't
there
a
man
here
?
"
Ralph
spoke
to
his
back
.
"
No
.
We
're
having
a
meeting
.
Come
and
join
in
.
"
The
group
of
cloaked
boys
began
to
scatter
from
close
line
.
The
tall
boy
shouted
at
them
.
"
Choir
!
Stand
still
!
"
Wearily
obedient
,
the
choir
huddled
into
line
and
stood
there
swaying
in
the
sun
.
None
the
less
,
some
began
to
protest
faintly
.
"
But
,
Merridew
.
Please
,
Merridew
...
ca
n't
we
?
"
