They talked for the better part of an hour, and at last walked together to the junction of highroad and the bridle-path. Do you know how late it is?” She nodded. ’ ‘Your plan, then. Thames unfolded the drawing, smoothed out its creases, and beheld a portrait of himself. Still, they bob up occasionally.
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