Jack's complexion was that of a gipsy; Darrell's as fresh and bright as a rose. \" He panted, wiping sweat off of his brow with a towel. "Yes; but what is good isn't always proper. So soft. ’ ‘A convent?’ echoed Gerald with interest. Ramage tethered the horse to the farther gate-post, and Caesar blew heavily and began to investigate the hedge.
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