“Queer letters he writes,” she said. ’ ‘Oh, don’t I? What do you have under all those petticoats, a holster?’ ‘But yes, and they are empty. 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. ” “The thing was supposed to be solar powered. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. . Annabel thought, and thought again. ’ ‘She’s as clothheaded as you,’ Roding retorted, but he slipped an arm about the lady’s waist and gave her a quick squeeze. “Don’t you know?” “Oh! I know—” “Well—” Her face was an unaccustomed pink.
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