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’ Before the major could verify this, the lady reappeared. “Cheveney wouldn’t have anything to say about it, as it happens,” he remarked, a little grimly. He perceived, however, that both the novels he read and the world he lived in discountenanced these assumptions. ‘And I wouldn’t be no sort of a man if I’d heard what I heard, and gone off and left you. ‘Come, Jacques, mon pauvre,’ she uttered, and reached for the lad again, hardly aware of the muted sounds of running feet and much banging and crashing beyond the secret door. All at once they came to the top, the faded blue sky overhead, and whichever way he looked, the horizon, the great rocking circle which hemmed them in.
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