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Coming back into the lobby of the Beacon Head, Cis darted ahead of / Rodney Moore and up to the clerk's desk. Here in her particular / pigeonhole, held down by the key of her room with its broad, portable / mooring displaying the same number as the pigeonhole, lay a letter, / fallen almost flat. Cis saw at once that the upper left corner bore the / name she sought: "Lucas and Henderson," in exceedingly clear-cut small / Roman letters, the firm address engraved below them.
"My key and mail, please," said Cis, trying to appear casual, in / reality stirred by hope and fear. Somehow she did not want to leave / Beaconhite; suddenly she found it desirable to stay on here, and this / letter might compel her to travel on, unless she were able to stumble / upon employment by strangers, to whom she had no introduction.