The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. He lowered his voice a little and leaned over towards her. ’ Then she ran swiftly out of the library, calling out as her cavalier was almost at the front door. You must dispose of the goldsmith's note I gave you yesterday, as soon as you arrive at Rotterdam.
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