"Stay!" said Jonathan, aiding his descent; "you had better take my lantern. ‘Is it worth it?’ he asked at last. Afterwards we started for a motor ride to a place outside Paris for déjeuner, and I suppose the man’s nerve failed him. She entered the last room, his bedroom. He turned. O'Higgins wandered into this street and that, studying the signs and resenting the Britisher's wariness in using too much tin and paint. Niece and aunt regarded each other for a moment over their pockethandkerchiefs with watery but antagonistic eyes, each far too profoundly moved to see the absurdity of the position. I had dreamt of the olive grove beyond the courtyard I had once been fascinated 198 with as a boy.
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