”
She stopped. He called to the other attendant, who held the torch. ” He said. "
"Well, Sir," gasped Mrs. ’
The girl held out her hands. Below
her stretched a valley of rich meadowland, of yellow cornfields, and beyond
moorland hillside glorious with purple heather and golden gorse. “It’s my fault. \"You cannot know how frustrated I have become. ‘Expect? He’s had a twenty-four hour watch on Remenham
House these two days. But a middle-aged man like Ramage ought to know
better than to draw out a girl, the daughter of a friend and neighbor. Totally disregarding the pain, he
picked up the nail, and reserved it for future use. “Are you in a hurry? Will you come in and have some coffee?”
He hesitated, and glanced towards her companion. ‘His wife?
Pah!’
‘You’re saying she is not his wife?’
‘I am saying nothing. Sometimes I
tremble, Anna, to think how near I came to passing through life without a single
glimpse, a moment’s revelation of this greatest and most awful of mysteries, the
mystery of primaeval nature. I
found it on the beach, just sitting there nestled inside a
piece of driftwood.
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