She fell with a plop onto her rear end in the mud and sat dumbly like a statue, water eddying around her. It was the crowned queen of mountains in her robes of shining white. She threw him his car keys. . "My horse is at the door, saddled, with pistols in the holsters,—mount him and fly. “What are we going to do?” said Capes, with his eyes on the broad distances beyond the ribbon of the river. Nor, indeed, did she want to refuse. Wood's bed-chamber—it was locked, with the key left in it.
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