‘Wait a minute, though. She twisted her fingers tightly. She fixed her eyes upon it and ran, keeping always as far as possible in the shadow of the hedge, gazing fearfully every now and then down along the valley for the white smoke of the train. Old London Bridge. Love-making at first hand is dull enough. Sir John filled his glass with trembling hand.
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