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The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. As he turned the handle, it moved, and the door was taken from his hand and pulled outward by the young footman. Both, perhaps?’ At that, her eyes darkened with fury. "Surely," he added, staring at Rowland, "either I'm greatly mistaken, or it is—" "You are not mistaken, Baptist," returned Rowland with a gesture of silence; "it is your old friend. “Yes, but maybe later.
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