Now keep still. ” “It was Cheveney!” he said slowly. One glance swept across the place and it was immediately apparent that Pottiswick had not, this time, been mistaken. Jack's complexion was that of a gipsy; Darrell's as fresh and bright as a rose. “What else can happen?” asked Miss Miniver, with a little weak gesture at the glow.
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