The night was now advancing, and the party began to think of separating. ‘You are a born rebel, ma’am, and I can see now where she gets it from. “Thank you. 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. "And now, mark me.
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