CHAPTER III. He got out of the car and lifted her from the convertible before she could open the door. Lucy sighed. " Out of the beaten track! thought Spurlock. " "Peace!" cried the knight, fiercely. Then she stepped back into the empty room and stood for a moment looking down upon the scattered fragments of her last canvas. Every so often a wall of water, thin and jadecoloured, would rise up over the port bow, hesitate, and fall smacking amidships. Catch him, she begged silently. ’ She let out a peal of laughter.
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