“Then we must try and make London endurable for you,” he remarked cheerfully. The white veil had fallen to the ground and Gerald retrieved it for her. "Well, good night, Mr. He laughed reassuringly. People who would not go. A little inn flying a Swiss flag nestles under a great rock, and there they put aside their knapsacks and lunched and rested in the mid-day shadow of the gorge and the scent of resin. Half an hour passed, but Jack did not make his appearance.
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