That Capes should love her seemed beyond the compass of her imagination. He ran back to his car, glancing only once at the man in the car. It was noon when the caravan reached the tower of the water-clock. And he hazarded a wink at the poet over the paper on which he was sketching. " "If you're in earnest," rejoined Blueskin, "give me that bag of gold.
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