The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. ” “It was Cheveney!” he said slowly. ” “It would be different all the same. "You're not out yet, you young hound," rejoined Quilt, striving ineffectually to burst open the door. "Take it," cried Wood, holding the infant towards her; "take it, and fly.
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