” “A little pit!” said Ann Veronica; “a little prison!” “It’s just as often a little refuge. ” She shrugged her shoulders and led him towards a small recess. " "I'm sorry. “And where,” he asked, “are my rivals?” “Deserters,” she answered, laughing. ’ Then she frowned. Spurlock was no longer a man before this instinct; he was a child in trouble. She plucked at the knots of her racket and heard him to the end, then spoke in a restrained undertone.
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