The Doll 31（文稿）

<p style="color:#333333;font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;line-height:30px;font-family:Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;hyphens:auto;text-align:justify;" data-flag="normal">Chapter 31<br />Munroe hunted for transportation along the side streets of Nice.&nbsp;<br />Here the pedestrian traffic was lighter and those who took note of their passing fewer,&nbsp;<br />but even off the main streets and busy walkways, the occasional passerby turned to stare at Neeva and her odd getup,&nbsp;<br />which worked as much as a distraction from her face, and as such a disguise, as it did a beacon.<br />Neeva, seemingly oblivious as to the liability she was to Munroe, continued on, head up and shoulders back.&nbsp;<br />Irritated by the girl’s ignorance, Munroe nudged her. “Keep your chin down, eyes to the sidewalk,” she said, “Unless you’re trying to be recognized and stopped.”<br />Neeva dropped her head, and Munroe skirted her around yet another corner to another street, keeping the trail as random and un...