He got out in much the same way from the Gatehouse,—stole the keys, and passed through a room where I was sitting half-asleep in a chair. ‘I think that was what began his downfall. Only a few, but enough for me to understand that some act had driven you to this part of the world, where the hunted hide. ’ She giggled suddenly. She hated it, she hated the mission-house; she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky.
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