” His voice rose and fell amidst the music and the singing of Tristan and King Mark, like a voice heard in a badly connected telephone. He hated to destroy it; but that was the obligation imposed; and he was an honourable man. About noon, next day, he was able to move; and the gale having abated, he set out homewards with his little charge. ‘Could she have been a spy, after all?’ ‘Oh, she’s not a spy,’ Gerald answered, almost absently.
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