‘But I do not pay this penalty. The child was still safe. Below her stretched a valley of rich meadowland, of yellow cornfields, and beyond moorland hillside glorious with purple heather and golden gorse. You did not say a word about it last week, nor have you written. Instead of passing on, as Jack expected, these persons stopped opposite the cage, when one of them, as he judged from the sound, for he did not dare to look out of his hiding place, dismounted. Anna saw it, and for the first time found herself trembling. .
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