‘Whither away, mademoiselle?’ he said grimly, ungently grasping her arm above the elbow. See paragraph 1. Listening attentively, he fancied he heard the breathing of some one near him, and moved cautiously in the opposite direction. "Hist!" cried Rowland, arresting his comrade. When he returned, it was always the same. The sea was no longer rolling brass; it was bluer than anything he had ever seen.
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