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"Martha?"

Shields stiffened and turned his head toward the faint cry that sounded fro him from the inside corridor He listened intently, and then it caain

"Martha?"

"In here," Shields shouted "Please help me"

There was no reply, but he heard sounds of h the pile of rubble Soon a fallen piece of the ceiling was pushed aside and a face with a gray beard poked through

"My Martha, have you seen my Martha?"

The intruder was in a state of shock and his words came hollow and without inflection His forehead was badly lacerated and his eyes darted about frantically

"A young girl with long blond hair?"

"Yes, yes, hter"

Shields one

The bearded h He approached the girl, his face numb with un co back the hair For several moments

he did not utter a sound

"She did not suffer," Shields offered gently

The stranger did not reply

"I' sharply to starboard The water was rising faster from below and there was little tirief and somehow persuade him to rescue the hand case