The salt air was fresher than the stale air in the manor. She imagined descending the stairs, hearing Mike’s uproarious laughter as she peeked around a vacant corner with a lump in her throat. I’m starving. ” So they talked on whilst supper was served, falling easily into the spirit of the place, and yet both of them conscious of some new thing underlying the gaiety of their tongues and manner. Perhaps that was the reason that they both remained standing. " "Did you discover any trace of footsteps?" inquired Jack eagerly. John said nothing.
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