" "Or the flat stones in the meadows, teeming with life underneath. They flash to and fro, they thrill us with expectancy. " But she did not complete the thought aloud. ‘Do not beg my pardon. While he was thus occupied, he felt a rough grasp upon his arm, and presently afterwards Ben's lips approached close to his ear. “I can talk to you and you to me without a scrap of effort,” said Capes; “that’s the essence of it. ‘Maybe not,’ Gerald conceded, ‘but I’m damned if I herald my approach with a lot of unnecessary blundering about in the dark.
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