’ Captain Roding looked frowningly from one to the other. Men of action by the scarlet coats with their grey facings—insignia of the county militia. Blackness was beginning to consume the cornfield. From a bi-secting street came shouting and music. They drove rapidly through the emptying streets. ‘Parbleu, how you make me talk!’ ‘Your secret is safe with me, I promise you,’ Gerald said reassuringly. ’ Jack blinked. ‘Caught her sneaking after that Valade fellow. The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. It was his particular hobby, and the leisure he had to apply to it had given him a remarkable appraising eye.
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