Before Wood had time to inquire into the cause of this sound, his attention was diverted by a man, who rushed past the entry with the swiftness of desperation. ” “Bring her—here,” Hill muttered. Deep verandas ran around the bungalows, with bamboo drops which were always down in the daytime, fending off the treacherous sunshine. ’ She shrugged. The next page was a drawing that she had made in pen and ink of his face, or what she had remembered of it. Love anywhere. His hair was thick and brown and his skin was fair.
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