’ ‘Unless it is Captain Roding,’ put in Lucilla Froxfield from the curved back sofa on the other side of the fireplace. So far as the eye could reach, the white level road, with its fringe of elm-trees, was empty. As he proceeded, other painful reminiscences were aroused.
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