Behind the Avenue was a little hill, and an iron-fenced path went over the crest of this to a stile under an elm-tree, and forked there, with one branch going back into the Avenue again. Capes came back into her mind. Recognising the handwriting, he glanced swiftly at the signature, and uttering an explosive curse, cast the paper from him. Wild had a narrow escape lately, in that affair of Captain Darrell," observed Shotbolt. I’ll have to wait here, of course, which means you, Hilary—’ ‘Will have to do tomorrow’s patrol. They turned the corner that joined Michelle's street to her own.
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