From the white beach the palms ran in serried rows quarter of a mile inland, then began a jungle of bamboo, gum-tree, sandalwood, plantain, huge fern, and choking grasses. 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. ” “Well?” “I went from Anna’s flat to Nigel Ennison’s rooms. ” Anna lifted her hand and pushed open the trap door. One of them was a stout square-built man, with a singularly swarthy complexion, and harsh forbidding features. E. She throws a sort of spell over us all.
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