The gardens were tidy and geometric, each avenue with a different purpose: flowers for cutting, herbs, brightly colored vegetables. A sarcastic smile seemed to play upon the chief-taker's lips; and abashed at his own irresolution, the lad went on. ‘He can’t be Valade, that’s certain,’ mused Gerald, unheeding. He must preserve it, however, as they preserved the Ark of the Covenant. ‘Let her go.
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