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” Lucy said, frowning. “I’m really very sorry. A little inn flying a Swiss flag nestles under a great rock, and there they put aside their knapsacks and lunched and rested in the mid-day shadow of the gorge and the scent of resin. "But, as I was saying, I was most dreadfully frightened on the night of the robbery! Though so young at the time, I remember every circumstance distinctly. ” Marina would drawl, Lucy invoking her mother’s face as the image of the beautiful but cruel princess Anoush. . " "I've had the hard work to do, at all events," rejoined Jack, "But I won't complain. The soldiers! They must not find her here. "No, Sir Rowland," replied the attendant, "as you proposed to ride to Saint Albans to-night, I thought you might choose to see him yourself. That world of fine printed cambrics and escorted maidens, of delicate secondary meanings and refined allusiveness, presented itself to her imagination with the brightness of a lost paradise, as indeed for many women it is a lost paradise.
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