’ Hilary Roding groaned, but obediently followed Gerald as he began to make his way through the trees towards the back to a vantage point from where they might examine the rear of Remenham House. Why had she married him, off-hand, like that? She did not love him, or he knew nothing of love signs. "Cease your confounded clutter!" said a young man, whose swarthy visage, seen in the torchlight, struck Wood as being that of a Mulatto. ‘I’ve never found a woman who did not drive me into a frenzy of boredom. I had a hunch.
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