Just as they reached the eastern outlet of the churchyard— where the tall elms cast a pleasant shade over the rustic graves—a momentary stoppage took place. Basically a kindly man but made cynical and derisive by sordid contacts, O'Higgins had almost forgotten that there was such a thing as unselfishness. Whatever anticipation Ann Veronica had formed of this vanished in the reality. "Where is your accursed master?" demanded Blueskin, holding the sword to his throat. " "For shame, Mr. ’ She sighed.
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