’ Hilary Roding groaned, but obediently followed Gerald as he began to make his way through the trees towards the back to a vantage point from where they might examine the rear of Remenham House. There was another little thing he had to say. O'Higgins struck a match and lit his Henry Clay, thereby drawing upon himself the mutual disapproval of the spinsters. Anna stepped back at once with a little gasp of relief. Fretting and fidgeting, he had, after an hour or so, turned to McClintock. His face was white.
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