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’ ‘No, of course you could not,’ Gerald soothed. A cold shiver came over her. ’ ‘Then you’re mad,’ Roding said flatly, and suddenly grinned. I had dreamt of the olive grove beyond the courtyard I had once been fascinated 198 with as a boy. No; I’m going to stick to the rules. There he sat as before, with the heavy fetters on his limbs, and beside him sat his three companions, who had since expiated their offences on the gibbet. There was a young lad ahead of her. John eased off. Prudence Remenham. He, next, tried to clamber up the flying buttresses and soffits of the pier, in the hope of reaching some of the windows and other apertures with which, as a man-of-war is studded with port-holes, the sides of the bridge were pierced.
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