The sound of her flying feet brought Gerald leaping for the door. The perfume was the only one she ever used. She fixed her eyes upon it and ran, keeping always as far as possible in the shadow of the hedge, gazing fearfully every now and then down along the valley for the white smoke of the train. " The girl fished into the bottle for an olive.
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