"There it is!" cried Sir James, eagerly. “Grail!” said Ann Veronica, and then: “Oh, yes—of course! Anything but a holy one, I’m afraid. ” “I don’t believe it,” he answered hoarsely. The picture in her mind altered and she saw again the way Gerald had looked with consternation upon the bruises he had inflicted on her wrist. Take your pick, Mrs. But he was a thief, a fugitive from justice. She always managed to get back to the bungalow before he did.
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