The procession had just got into line of march, when a dreadful groan, mixed with yells, hootings, and execrations, was heard. He might be unfortunate, but he would scarcely be a fool. Cursing himself for his inertness, Jack soon shook off this drowsiness, and set to work in earnest. For a time they were very difficult. ’ *** It must have been fate, Gerald decided, near an hour later, staring intently at the closed French windows on the raised alcove that led out to the terrace.
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