” She looked at him with fluttering eyelids—sweetly grateful. We already had a place to mislay blame. You’ll need that. By the light of a torch borne at the stern of the hostile wherry, he saw that the pursuers had approached within a short distance of the object of their quest. The great gray boles of the palms reminded him of some fabulous Grecian temple. The cold air gave her gooseflesh under her red brocade dress as she slipped outside.
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