Kneebone,—pray go!" implored Winifred. It was necessary to think, and think quickly. ” Ann Veronica made a sympathetic little murmur. And then, as she stood there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. They were looking for a guide. Her eyes followed him.
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