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“Very likely. “It is just six o’clock now. Wood's at Dollis Hill, wholly unsuspicious of any designs against him, and, in fact, entirely ignorant of your being acquainted with his return, or even of his existence. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. Instead of English villas and cottages there were chalets and Italian-built houses shining white; there were lakes of emerald and sapphire and clustering castles, and such sweeps of hill and mountain, such shining uplands of snow, as she had never seen before. She has power over men’s fates in more ways than one. The young man had knocked over the siphon. Spurlock had seen Rollo heading for the jungle, and for some reason he could not explain the incident had bothered him. He did his best not to grin. “Here we are,” he said, “shining through each other like light through a stained-glass window.
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