CHAPTER I. " With this, they dismounted; and fastening their horses to a tree, proceeded towards the house. She spoke with a certain odd deliberation carefully chosen words which fell like drops of ice upon the man who sat listening. I don’t. Spurlock. ‘I just don’t understand you, Gerald. Every now and then something familiar in her tone, the poise of her head, the play of her eyes startled him. But I don't look for peace on this side the grave. " "But I've got to go!" insisted Rollo, in perfectly understandable dog-talk.
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