“I first saw you crossing the river Arno, after a spring rain had spoiled the day for everyone except the ducks. ‘Ah, there is the little menace itself,’ he drawled, recovering some of his own sangfroid. CHAPTER XXI McClintock's island was twelve miles long and eight miles wide, with the shape of an oyster. The oaken beam, nine inches in thickness, was now the sole but most formidable obstacle to his flight. “I’d run away with you in a heartbeat. He stepped in with a heavy foreboding of calamity.
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