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‘It is you who is the fool,’ she threw at him, whipping round again. A little inn flying a Swiss flag nestles under a great rock, and there they put aside their knapsacks and lunched and rested in the mid-day shadow of the gorge and the scent of resin. Sometimes a whole morning would pass without Spurlock uttering a word beyond the request for a drink of water. ” “I forgive you willingly,” Anna said, bending over him.
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